Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Lebanon and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Japan to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
La Düsseldorf,
Lalo Schifrin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Velvet Underground,
Lightning Bolt,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tomorrow,
The Slackers,
James White and The Blacks,
Liliput,
Alphaville,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Minnie Riperton,
Robert Görl,
The Fortunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Al Stewart,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Misunderstood,
Sun Ra,
Ten City,
Jimmy McGriff,
Echospace,
Wolf Eyes,
Fat Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Throbbing Gristle,
The New Christs,
the Bar-Kays,
Jandek,
Neil Young,
Minny Pops,
The Birthday Party,
Toni Rubio,
New Age Steppers,
The Divine Comedy,
Cecil Taylor,
Harmonia,
Theoretical Girls,
The Toasters,
Quadrant,
Oblivians,
Bang On A Can,
Darondo,
Black Bananas,
The Fuzztones,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
ABC,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mandrill,
Arthur Verocai,
Bootsy Collins,
Smog,
The Mummies,
Panda Bear,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bauhaus,
Y Pants,
Pantaleimon,
Monks,
Piero Umiliani,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.