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 Iraq and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Robert Palmer 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 Mary Jane Girls to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Kas Product,
The Move,
Scratch Acid,
Ornette Coleman,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DJ Sneak,
The Martian,
Jandek,
Youth Brigade,
John Foxx,
Y Pants,
Byron Stingily,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gong,
the Normal,
The Slackers,
Gang Green,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
D'Angelo,
Deepchord,
FM Einheit,
Roxette,
Skriet,
Derrick May,
The Vogues,
ABC,
F. McDonald,
Pantaleimon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minutemen,
EPMD,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Marc Almond,
Unrelated Segments,
The Tremeloes,
Flipper,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chris & Cosey,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeff Mills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sällskapet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Danielle Patucci,
Kayak,
Ice-T,
Soulsonic Force,
Sister Nancy,
Soul II Soul,
The Gap Band,
Lyres,
The Selecter,
Lee Hazlewood,
Guru Guru,
Archie Shepp,
Fatback Band,
Royal Trux,
Fela Kuti,
Excepter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.