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 South Africa and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the techno 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
The Red Krayola,
Anakelly,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Soft Cell,
Black Bananas,
the Human League,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Busters,
Oneida,
Blake Baxter,
Duran Duran,
Ultimate Spinach,
Khruangbin,
Theoretical Girls,
Nas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eddi Front,
Half Japanese,
Al Stewart,
Urselle,
Buzzcocks,
PIL,
FM Einheit,
Max Romeo,
The Fall,
Andrew Hill,
Maurizio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Negative Approach,
Babytalk,
Charles Mingus,
Massinfluence,
the Swans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deadbeat,
Interpol,
Dark Day,
The Gladiators,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Swans,
Index,
Thompson Twins,
Trumans Water,
Tomorrow,
Symarip,
Sparks,
The Techniques,
Deepchord,
Skriet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Motions,
Ten City,
John Cale,
Tom Boy,
Delta 5,
Siglo XX,
Sandy B,
Joy Division,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Bar-Kays,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Can,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.