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 Uganda and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Radiohead to the funk 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Archie Shepp,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Litter,
June Days,
Dead Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Davy DMX,
The Barracudas,
Black Moon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Steve Hackett,
Audionom,
Darondo,
The Moleskins,
Bluetip,
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zero Boys,
Harpers Bizarre,
Theoretical Girls,
Rapeman,
Faraquet,
Nico,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Connie Case,
Sun Ra,
Kenny Larkin,
Ken Boothe,
Marine Girls,
Minnie Riperton,
Sister Nancy,
Crash Course in Science,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Peter and Kerry,
The Busters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Evens,
Popol Vuh,
the Soft Cell,
Pierre Henry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Con Funk Shun,
Flash Fearless,
Idris Muhammad,
Kevin Saunderson,
Chris Corsano,
Josef K,
Anakelly,
MC5,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kaleidoscope,
The Dave Clark Five,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Symarip,
Sparks,
Yaz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lyres,
Infiniti,
Adolescents,
Donny Hathaway,
The Black Dice,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.