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 Morocco and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
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 spring reverb 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the funk 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Monks,
Stereo Dub,
The American Breed,
Black Moon,
Sun Ra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Au Pairs,
Magazine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Spoonie Gee,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Matthew Halsall,
Rakim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Organ,
Radiohead,
The Standells,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Brass Construction,
Amazonics,
Marc Almond,
Excepter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tomorrow,
Connie Case,
Technova,
The Grass Roots,
Soft Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
Skarface,
Darondo,
Jeff Mills,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Enemy,
Alison Limerick,
The Durutti Column,
Lungfish,
Hoover,
Wings,
Harmonia,
Nas,
The Smiths,
ABBA,
Swell Maps,
Intrusion,
The Sonics,
Bauhaus,
Johnny Osbourne,
Iggy Pop,
ABC,
Hashim,
the Swans,
Traffic Nightmare,
K-Klass,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
Sister Nancy,
Aural Exciters,
Slick Rick,
The Mojo Men,
Arthur Verocai,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.