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 South Sudan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
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 clarinet 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 Crime to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
The Fire Engines,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jacques Brel,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Monochrome Set,
Babytalk,
Albert Ayler,
The Slits,
Todd Rundgren,
Model 500,
Sister Nancy,
the Germs,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül II,
Fluxion,
Excepter,
Chrome,
Marc Almond,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Leonard Cohen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eve St. Jones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The New Christs,
Flipper,
The J.B.'s,
Grandmaster Flash,
OOIOO,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeff Lynne,
Lindisfarne,
D'Angelo,
Ponytail,
The Misunderstood,
Soft Machine,
Adolescents,
Minnie Riperton,
Drexciya,
Joensuu 1685,
Yazoo,
Kerri Chandler,
Cybotron,
Drive Like Jehu,
Maleditus Sound,
Newcleus,
Technova,
Faust,
Black Moon,
ABC,
Ice-T,
Wings,
Altered Images,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Panda Bear,
Mo-Dettes,
Section 25,
The Knickerbockers,
Sun Ra,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.