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 Eritrea and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kas Product to the funk 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Youth Brigade,
The Smiths,
Gastr Del Sol,
Funky Four + One,
Urselle,
Theoretical Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sarah Menescal,
AZ,
Graham Central Station,
The Doobie Brothers,
Loose Ends,
Soul Sonic Force,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Standells,
JFA,
The Angels of Light,
Tomorrow,
Gabor Szabo,
Howard Jones,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tim Buckley,
The Buckinghams,
David Axelrod,
Young Marble Giants,
In Retrospect,
The Mummies,
Piero Umiliani,
Andrew Hill,
The Slackers,
H. Thieme,
The Misunderstood,
Jawbox,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fortunes,
Audionom,
Eurythmics,
Al Stewart,
Terry Callier,
Second Layer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ten City,
Robert Wyatt,
Sun City Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
Blossom Toes,
Joey Negro,
The Doors,
Flipper,
Pere Ubu,
The Monks,
Jeff Lynne,
The Grass Roots,
The Busters,
Monolake,
Adolescents,
Q and Not U,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
DNA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.