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 Kyrgyzstan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the grime 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
the Normal,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gap Band,
Tomorrow,
Wasted Youth,
Sugar Minott,
Pylon,
Schoolly D,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fortunes,
The Move,
The Sound,
Das Ding,
Radiohead,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thompson Twins,
Nick Fraelich,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jawbox,
Kerri Chandler,
Man Parrish,
Sound Behaviour,
Electric Prunes,
The Smoke,
Half Japanese,
Siglo XX,
June Days,
EPMD,
Boz Scaggs,
John Lydon,
Chris Corsano,
Crash Course in Science,
Gang of Four,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Wake,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Fuzztones,
Stockholm Monsters,
Anthony Braxton,
Sam Rivers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Adolescents,
The Martian,
MDC,
The Remains,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Donny Hathaway,
Prince Buster,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The United States of America,
Gichy Dan,
Piero Umiliani,
Grauzone,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pagans,
Neu!,
Bauhaus,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.