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 Greece and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
The Smiths,
Inner City,
Lucky Dragons,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Theoretical Girls,
Agitation Free,
Michelle Simonal,
Bill Wells,
Boz Scaggs,
X-101,
Gang Green,
Cal Tjader,
Tears for Fears,
Nas,
Procol Harum,
The Pretty Things,
Gabor Szabo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Residents,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Barracudas,
KRS-One,
Blossom Toes,
Pharoah Sanders,
This Heat,
The Slackers,
Metal Thangz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Yusef Lateef,
Von Mondo,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Techniques,
The Sound,
Wings,
The Blackbyrds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soulsonic Force,
Wire,
These Immortal Souls,
Fluxion,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispy Ambulance,
Neil Young,
The J.B.'s,
Piero Umiliani,
Aloha Tigers,
Popol Vuh,
Essential Logic,
Yellowson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Golliwogs,
The Raincoats,
The Victims,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.