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 Seychelles and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Public Enemy to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deakin,
The Velvet Underground,
Sparks,
Quando Quango,
The Pop Group,
Mantronix,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
10cc,
The Barracudas,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gang Green,
R.M.O.,
Funkadelic,
Bad Manners,
Vainqueur,
The Smoke,
Brick,
Surgeon,
Mandrill,
The Walker Brothers,
Maurizio,
Duran Duran,
Darondo,
James White and The Blacks,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Byrd,
Goldenarms,
Porter Ricks,
The Black Dice,
Slick Rick,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Max Romeo,
Country Teasers,
Stiv Bators,
DJ Sneak,
Joy Division,
Eurythmics,
Marvin Gaye,
Morten Harket,
The Remains,
F. McDonald,
The Monochrome Set,
The Motions,
Pierre Henry,
Lou Reed,
Young Marble Giants,
Can,
The Gun Club,
Danielle Patucci,
Minnie Riperton,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Niagra,
The Divine Comedy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Martian,
a-ha,
The Monks,
Hoover,
Gregory Isaacs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.