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 Canada and from Columbus.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Derrick Morgan to the rock 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funky Four + One,
Warren Ellis,
Simply Red,
Fad Gadget,
Iggy Pop,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The American Breed,
Juan Atkins,
This Heat,
Alice Coltrane,
the Swans,
Banda Bassotti,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yellowson,
Deakin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Aloha Tigers,
The Dead C,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sexual Harrassment,
Blancmange,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fugs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Whodini,
ABBA,
Theoretical Girls,
Monolake,
Buzzcocks,
Quando Quango,
Crooked Eye,
Godley & Creme,
Cabaret Voltaire,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Neon Judgement,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Main Source,
The Mojo Men,
The Five Americans,
Outsiders,
Scion,
Shoche,
Minnie Riperton,
The Grass Roots,
Liliput,
Derrick May,
Model 500,
Flamin' Groovies,
Harmonia,
Infiniti,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Holt,
Arthur Verocai,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camouflage,
Black Flag,
Joy Division,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oneida,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.