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 Serbia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Harry Pussy to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Altered Images,
Public Enemy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang of Four,
The Litter,
The Selecter,
Agitation Free,
Peter & Gordon,
Aloha Tigers,
Wings,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Smoke,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Erasure,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Sonics,
Skriet,
Skaos,
Boredoms,
David Axelrod,
The Invisible,
Yazoo,
Rufus Thomas,
Freddie Wadling,
Alphaville,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Sheep,
Alice Coltrane,
Niagra,
Colin Newman,
Joyce Sims,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eurythmics,
Suicide,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fort Wilson Riot,
T.S.O.L.,
Janne Schatter,
Los Fastidios,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Flesh Eaters,
Procol Harum,
The Cure,
Lou Reed,
The Tremeloes,
June of 44,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Last Poets,
Junior Murvin,
Juan Atkins,
Scan 7,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantytec,
Pylon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.