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 Laos and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
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 chamberlin 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 JFA to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kas Product,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soulsonic Force,
CMW,
The Tremeloes,
Juan Atkins,
Joey Negro,
Nick Fraelich,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
H. Thieme,
The Wake,
Ponytail,
Spandau Ballet,
Radio Birdman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Todd Terry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nico,
Darondo,
The Standells,
The Young Rascals,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Warsaw,
Graham Central Station,
Lightning Bolt,
Minny Pops,
Charles Mingus,
The Techniques,
Dark Day,
Pagans,
Grey Daturas,
Pantaleimon,
Aaron Thompson,
New Age Steppers,
Eric Copeland,
Blossom Toes,
Funkadelic,
Rod Modell,
Average White Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Arab on Radar,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sparks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kerri Chandler,
The Monochrome Set,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Red Krayola,
Tommy Roe,
Masters at Work,
Mr. Review,
The Seeds,
Andrew Hill,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.