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 Burkina and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 David Bowie 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 Cluster to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Babytalk,
ABC,
The Cramps,
Audionom,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bobby Womack,
Blossom Toes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arab on Radar,
Franke,
Quantec,
Thompson Twins,
Sugar Minott,
Fela Kuti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deadbeat,
Magma,
Ronnie Foster,
Derrick May,
Terry Callier,
Delta 5,
Donald Byrd,
Infiniti,
Jeff Lynne,
Dorothy Ashby,
Maurizio,
Radio Birdman,
The Names,
Model 500,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Circle Jerks,
The Divine Comedy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wasted Youth,
The Five Americans,
Dead Boys,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mandrill,
Funky Four + One,
The Human League,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Erykah Badu,
Arcadia,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Sheep,
Slave,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kool Moe Dee,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Blackbyrds,
Supertramp,
Chrome,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Pus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Flesh Eaters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Public Image Ltd.,
Clear Light,
Grey Daturas,
Oblivians,
Mantronix,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.