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 Kosovo and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe 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 Kool Moe Dee to the techno 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pere Ubu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Soulsonic Force,
Suicide,
Excepter,
The Remains,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Young Rascals,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Davy DMX,
Agent Orange,
Depeche Mode,
Moebius,
Kerri Chandler,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kenny Larkin,
Juan Atkins,
Average White Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Darondo,
Pantytec,
Pulsallama,
China Crisis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joyce Sims,
Althea and Donna,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Durutti Column,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Half Japanese,
Slave,
World's Most,
The Litter,
Public Enemy,
Brass Construction,
Alice Coltrane,
Chrome,
The Modern Lovers,
A Certain Ratio,
Flash Fearless,
a-ha,
Roy Ayers,
Alphaville,
Eurythmics,
Deakin,
The Knickerbockers,
Echospace,
Urselle,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kaleidoscope,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Human League,
Archie Shepp,
Black Flag,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wolf Eyes,
Eric Copeland,
Blossom Toes,
The Move,
Cybotron,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.