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 Liechtenstein and from Salvador.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Joe Finger,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Maleditus Sound,
Symarip,
Dawn Penn,
Ituana,
Pere Ubu,
Harpers Bizarre,
Boz Scaggs,
E-Dancer,
John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Porter Ricks,
The Real Kids,
Sister Nancy,
Au Pairs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Icehouse,
Thompson Twins,
Scrapy,
Quantec,
Bronski Beat,
Gang Green,
Lalo Schifrin,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Offenders,
Minor Threat,
DJ Sneak,
Bill Wells,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Audionom,
The Birthday Party,
Brass Construction,
Franke,
Parry Music,
Deadbeat,
D'Angelo,
China Crisis,
Bang On A Can,
The Techniques,
Sonny Sharrock,
Surgeon,
Max Romeo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The United States of America,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
A Certain Ratio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lakeside,
kango's stein massive,
Arcadia,
The Pop Group,
Derrick Morgan,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Black Dice,
Bad Manners,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Barry Ungar,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.