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 Estonia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Invisible to the electroclash 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Guru Guru,
Gregory Isaacs,
Animal Collective,
Dark Day,
Interpol,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ten City,
Pulsallama,
Wasted Youth,
Eden Ahbez,
The Dead C,
A Certain Ratio,
Juan Atkins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
KRS-One,
Sun City Girls,
Suicide,
Scan 7,
Cal Tjader,
Reagan Youth,
Ohio Players,
Chris & Cosey,
Black Pus,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kurtis Blow,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mission of Burma,
F. McDonald,
Barry Ungar,
EPMD,
David McCallum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lightning Bolt,
The Pretty Things,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Country Teasers,
The Blackbyrds,
Ossler,
Graham Central Station,
Cymande,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Absolute Body Control,
Minutemen,
Sonic Youth,
The Remains,
Stereo Dub,
Barbara Tucker,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Maurizio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crash Course in Science,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
a-ha,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.