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 Netherlands and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba 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 Scion to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Lower 48,
Animal Collective,
Soulsonic Force,
Marmalade,
Lakeside,
Brick,
Aloha Tigers,
Sam Rivers,
Popol Vuh,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Flag,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Parry Music,
Barbara Tucker,
David Bowie,
Bobby Sherman,
Gastr Del Sol,
Siglo XX,
The Dead C,
Soft Machine,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
KRS-One,
The Golliwogs,
Swell Maps,
Smog,
Ohio Players,
Eden Ahbez,
The Black Dice,
The Raincoats,
Josef K,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soul II Soul,
OOIOO,
Sarah Menescal,
Swans,
The Associates,
Sparks,
DNA,
The Gories,
Bob Dylan,
Fear,
Connie Case,
8 Eyed Spy,
Janne Schatter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Silicon Teens,
The Dave Clark Five,
Masters at Work,
Crash Course in Science,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
The Angels of Light,
FM Einheit,
Bill Near,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Easy Going,
Shuggie Otis,
Fatback Band,
Ultra Naté,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.