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 Angola and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Eli Mardock to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Interpol,
DNA,
Cal Tjader,
Sam Rivers,
Freddie Wadling,
Michelle Simonal,
Gabor Szabo,
Grey Daturas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Malaria!,
Derrick Morgan,
Newcleus,
The Vogues,
Jandek,
Q65,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül II,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Zeros,
Rosa Yemen,
In Retrospect,
Pierre Henry,
Stetsasonic,
Average White Band,
Magma,
Quadrant,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
kango's stein massive,
Motorama,
Scan 7,
The Move,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Funkadelic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Maleditus Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
a-ha,
The Residents,
JFA,
Slave,
Joensuu 1685,
Kas Product,
Peter & Gordon,
Josef K,
Gang Green,
Chris Corsano,
Glenn Branca,
Symarip,
D'Angelo,
The Smoke,
Drexciya,
Parry Music,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
June Days,
Duran Duran,
MDC,
Cecil Taylor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Procol Harum,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.