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 Russia and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yaz to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
AZ,
In Retrospect,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Holt,
Eurythmics,
Niagra,
Derrick May,
10cc,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brand Nubian,
Delon & Dalcan,
Schoolly D,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobby Byrd,
Con Funk Shun,
The Litter,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Intrusion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ice-T,
Guru Guru,
Underground Resistance,
Heaven 17,
Yusef Lateef,
the Bar-Kays,
Drexciya,
Skaos,
Ronnie Foster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Livin' Joy,
Deakin,
Tim Buckley,
The Pretty Things,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Saccharine Trust,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joy Division,
Pagans,
Archie Shepp,
The Names,
John Foxx,
Anakelly,
Gang Starr,
Arcadia,
Von Mondo,
Depeche Mode,
John Lydon,
The Searchers,
X-102,
China Crisis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Howard Jones,
Vainqueur,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joey Negro,
The Fall,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.