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 Laos and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro 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 The Misunderstood to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Jacques Brel,
Soft Cell,
The Seeds,
Sarah Menescal,
Cluster,
Jacob Miller,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Make Up,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lower 48,
Gang Gang Dance,
L. Decosne,
Crooked Eye,
Piero Umiliani,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ohio Players,
Crash Course in Science,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Slits,
The Sound,
Skaos,
F. McDonald,
The Misunderstood,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faust,
Pulsallama,
Popol Vuh,
the Association,
Neu!,
Average White Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
A Certain Ratio,
Guru Guru,
Warren Ellis,
The Electric Prunes,
Sister Nancy,
Andrew Hill,
Pylon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Basic Channel,
Vladislav Delay,
Scion,
Anthony Braxton,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Zeros,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Bananas,
Patti Smith,
FM Einheit,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kevin Saunderson,
Supertramp,
The Human League,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sex Pistols,
Duran Duran,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skarface,
Half Japanese,
Essential Logic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.