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 Haiti and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Simply Red to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Harpers Bizarre,
Althea and Donna,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wings,
The Skatalites,
Robert Hood,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Black Dice,
Lightning Bolt,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
UT,
LL Cool J,
The Real Kids,
June Days,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Colin Newman,
The Dead C,
Black Sheep,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Last Poets,
Michelle Simonal,
Pierre Henry,
Duran Duran,
John Cale,
Magma,
Minutemen,
Organ,
Janne Schatter,
Stereo Dub,
Anthony Braxton,
Davy DMX,
Tom Boy,
Dark Day,
Flamin' Groovies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wire,
Parry Music,
Ituana,
Swell Maps,
The J.B.'s,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Thompson Twins,
Eli Mardock,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Residents,
Deakin,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dennis Brown,
John Coltrane,
Hoover,
The Angels of Light,
The Selecter,
Moss Icon,
Jandek,
Radiohead,
Idris Muhammad,
Faraquet,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.