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 Jamaica and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Wake to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Scan 7,
Sister Nancy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Sonics,
The Pretty Things,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Velvet Underground,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Associates,
Barrington Levy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
La Düsseldorf,
Monks,
Howard Jones,
Section 25,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
These Immortal Souls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kayak,
Ronnie Foster,
Metal Thangz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scrapy,
Interpol,
Alison Limerick,
Outsiders,
Lucky Dragons,
Freddie Wadling,
Marshall Jefferson,
Anthony Braxton,
Amazonics,
Lou Reed,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cluster,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Theoretical Girls,
Mark Hollis,
Grauzone,
Glambeats Corp.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fire Engines,
Harry Pussy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Guru Guru,
Connie Case,
Y Pants,
Crash Course in Science,
Von Mondo,
The Happenings,
Sonic Youth,
Donald Byrd,
Desert Stars,
Susan Cadogan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soft Cell,
John Holt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.