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 Denmark and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sound Behaviour to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Babytalk,
Soft Machine,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funkadelic,
Scott Walker,
La Düsseldorf,
Reagan Youth,
Little Man,
Laurel Aitken,
Minor Threat,
Animal Collective,
Moebius,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Colin Newman,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Techniques,
The Fugs,
John Cale,
Pagans,
Alice Coltrane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pierre Henry,
Ultimate Spinach,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Womack,
Rekid,
The Remains,
Thee Headcoats,
Intrusion,
The Angels of Light,
ABBA,
The Index,
Black Flag,
The Blackbyrds,
Niagra,
Fatback Band,
Buzzcocks,
Essential Logic,
Alton Ellis,
Slave,
Mission of Burma,
Gang of Four,
Pere Ubu,
Bluetip,
Juan Atkins,
Faust,
The Birthday Party,
The Misunderstood,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hoover,
Stereo Dub,
Trumans Water,
The Names,
Letta Mbulu,
Jandek,
Monks,
The Gories,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Don Cherry,
Soft Cell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.