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 Malaysia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Halifax.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Porter Ricks to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Knickerbockers,
David Axelrod,
New Age Steppers,
Scott Walker,
Easy Going,
Black Pus,
Lalann,
Pagans,
Talk Talk,
Quando Quango,
The Blackbyrds,
KRS-One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fear,
the Soft Cell,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gories,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Howard Jones,
L. Decosne,
Excepter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
R.M.O.,
Blossom Toes,
Barbara Tucker,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
H. Thieme,
The Music Machine,
The Motions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ludus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ornette Coleman,
Kerri Chandler,
Mr. Review,
Unwound,
Whodini,
Terry Callier,
Minny Pops,
The New Christs,
Roy Ayers,
The Martian,
Eve St. Jones,
Faust,
The Flesh Eaters,
Alison Limerick,
Hot Snakes,
Ossler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
Brass Construction,
Aloha Tigers,
Camberwell Now,
a-ha,
Cecil Taylor,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.