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 Japan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ralphi Rosario to the rock 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Colin Newman,
Derrick May,
Michelle Simonal,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amon Düül,
The Young Rascals,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Babytalk,
The Blues Magoos,
Funky Four + One,
Al Stewart,
Chrome,
Prince Buster,
Maurizio,
Lungfish,
The Leaves,
Talk Talk,
Roy Ayers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Freddie Wadling,
Vainqueur,
The Wake,
Agent Orange,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Trojans,
Harmonia,
In Retrospect,
David McCallum,
Erykah Badu,
Masters at Work,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Inner City,
The Move,
Depeche Mode,
Mo-Dettes,
Bush Tetras,
Easy Going,
Max Romeo,
Tres Demented,
Negative Approach,
D'Angelo,
Mad Mike,
L. Decosne,
Silicon Teens,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Man Eating Sloth,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Mojo Men,
Arthur Verocai,
Godley & Creme,
Althea and Donna,
MDC,
Minnie Riperton,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sandy B,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Raincoats,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Doors,
Jawbox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.