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 Kosovo and from Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rap 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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Simply Red,
Mission of Burma,
Kaleidoscope,
The Stooges,
Don Cherry,
Fad Gadget,
The Fortunes,
The Last Poets,
Yazoo,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Motions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bush Tetras,
London Community Gospel Choir,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nils Olav,
Wolf Eyes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
E-Dancer,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Y Pants,
Heaven 17,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Coltrane,
Trumans Water,
Lyres,
Althea and Donna,
Agent Orange,
Reagan Youth,
The Divine Comedy,
Qualms,
Skriet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Zero Boys,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ten City,
Pere Ubu,
The Doors,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Angels of Light,
Interpol,
Fluxion,
The Cowsills,
The Litter,
Dawn Penn,
Janne Schatter,
the Bar-Kays,
The Pretty Things,
Faust,
The Slits,
Tres Demented,
Flipper,
Eli Mardock,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Index,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.