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 Sierra Leone and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Intrusion to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Judy Mowatt,
The Searchers,
Deepchord,
Kayak,
The Doobie Brothers,
Aloha Tigers,
The Beau Brummels,
Minor Threat,
Morten Harket,
Girls At Our Best!,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
One Last Wish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Oblivians,
Neil Young,
Kerri Chandler,
Laurel Aitken,
T.S.O.L.,
Technova,
The Human League,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joe Finger,
Iggy Pop,
James White and The Blacks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Donny Hathaway,
Barry Ungar,
The Blues Magoos,
Vainqueur,
Cluster,
Pierre Henry,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeff Mills,
Inner City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Simply Red,
Essential Logic,
Sex Pistols,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camberwell Now,
The Slackers,
Fad Gadget,
The Black Dice,
This Heat,
Whodini,
Scrapy,
Drexciya,
The Moody Blues,
Harmonia,
Brothers Johnson,
the Slits,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.