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 Croatia and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yazoo to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
The Golliwogs,
The Seeds,
Wolf Eyes,
The Grass Roots,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
LL Cool J,
Joe Smooth,
Michelle Simonal,
Cal Tjader,
Morten Harket,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roxy Music,
Soulsonic Force,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vainqueur,
The Doobie Brothers,
Audionom,
Maleditus Sound,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Second Layer,
The Index,
Au Pairs,
Suburban Knight,
Tommy Roe,
Minutemen,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bauhaus,
The Blues Magoos,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Procol Harum,
The Remains,
Charles Mingus,
Nation of Ulysses,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Qualms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Real Kids,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ronnie Foster,
Donald Byrd,
The Fuzztones,
F. McDonald,
Darondo,
Todd Terry,
Ronan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pierre Henry,
Scientists,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Brass Construction,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bobby Sherman,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Cale,
Mo-Dettes,
Yazoo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.