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 France and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Don Cherry to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tom Boy,
Fat Boys,
Janne Schatter,
Moebius,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ituana,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Byrd,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scratch Acid,
Rites of Spring,
Absolute Body Control,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minny Pops,
Sixth Finger,
Jacob Miller,
Eve St. Jones,
Easy Going,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Echospace,
David Bowie,
The Wake,
Thompson Twins,
Basic Channel,
Sugar Minott,
Chris & Cosey,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Count Five,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cure,
Half Japanese,
The Walker Brothers,
Cal Tjader,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sonic Youth,
Swans,
Bobby Womack,
Inner City,
Can,
Black Flag,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Chrome,
Royal Trux,
Aloha Tigers,
June Days,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Arcadia,
Fatback Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Spandau Ballet,
Deepchord,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Coltrane,
David McCallum,
L. Decosne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.