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 Niger and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Spoonie Gee to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat 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?
Kevin Saunderson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Offenders,
David McCallum,
Surgeon,
Ronnie Foster,
Dennis Brown,
Glambeats Corp.,
Negative Approach,
Drexciya,
Barry Ungar,
Magma,
Dead Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Country Teasers,
Brand Nubian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moebius,
Peter and Kerry,
The Techniques,
The Fuzztones,
Cameo,
Leonard Cohen,
Eve St. Jones,
Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
Pantaleimon,
The Toasters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Make Up,
MDC,
Essential Logic,
Robert Hood,
Tres Demented,
Parry Music,
The Cowsills,
Connie Case,
The Smiths,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cheater Slicks,
The Real Kids,
Pantytec,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cybotron,
Soulsonic Force,
Minutemen,
Toni Rubio,
The Zeros,
Faust,
Erasure,
CMW,
Alice Coltrane,
Lungfish,
Radiopuhelimet,
Technova,
Blake Baxter,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.