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 Netherlands and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 China Crisis to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Eric Dolphy,
Little Man,
D'Angelo,
Rufus Thomas,
Cheater Slicks,
Todd Rundgren,
Franke,
The Fuzztones,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Simply Red,
Echospace,
Monolake,
Easy Going,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Eddi Front,
MDC,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maurizio,
Fat Boys,
Icehouse,
Sight & Sound,
Harry Pussy,
Shoche,
Cal Tjader,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Graham Central Station,
Tomorrow,
The Stooges,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barry Ungar,
Albert Ayler,
Altered Images,
Chris Corsano,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The J.B.'s,
Young Marble Giants,
Piero Umiliani,
Eric Copeland,
Quadrant,
Thee Headcoats,
Clear Light,
Sun Ra,
John Holt,
Faraquet,
Motorama,
The Cowsills,
Tom Boy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Carl Craig,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Junior Murvin,
Silicon Teens,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Moody Blues,
The Sonics,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gories,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.