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 Zambia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare 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 Visage to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Hardrive,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sugar Minott,
Ken Boothe,
Pantaleimon,
Aaron Thompson,
Stetsasonic,
Byron Stingily,
Robert Görl,
Camberwell Now,
Funky Four + One,
Underground Resistance,
Easy Going,
Crash Course in Science,
Soft Cell,
The Standells,
Average White Band,
Qualms,
Dennis Brown,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jacques Brel,
Second Layer,
Tres Demented,
In Retrospect,
Circle Jerks,
Unwound,
Blossom Toes,
The Pop Group,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sarah Menescal,
Al Stewart,
Donny Hathaway,
The Seeds,
Ponytail,
Ronnie Foster,
Flamin' Groovies,
Popol Vuh,
Supertramp,
UT,
Reuben Wilson,
Hashim,
Urselle,
The Durutti Column,
Juan Atkins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Charles Mingus,
Chris Corsano,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Gladiators,
Cal Tjader,
Aloha Tigers,
Infiniti,
Sonny Sharrock,
Inner City,
Outsiders,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Smiths,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.