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 Fiji and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Sällskapet to the grime 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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Ituana,
Josef K,
Soft Machine,
Fugazi,
the Germs,
Patti Smith,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roger Hodgson,
Yellowson,
Harry Pussy,
Fatback Band,
L. Decosne,
Althea and Donna,
The Smoke,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MC5,
Unwound,
Soft Cell,
Wally Richardson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Altered Images,
Mo-Dettes,
Prince Buster,
Desert Stars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Con Funk Shun,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ossler,
Sex Pistols,
Japan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Angels of Light,
The Walker Brothers,
Aswad,
Absolute Body Control,
Marcia Griffiths,
Whodini,
The Flesh Eaters,
Oblivians,
The Techniques,
Laurel Aitken,
Minnie Riperton,
Yaz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jacob Miller,
Sun Ra,
Groovy Waters,
the Slits,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bootsy Collins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scan 7,
Boogie Down Productions,
Franke,
The Move,
U.S. Maple,
Joy Division,
D'Angelo,
Suburban Knight,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.