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 El Salvador and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Franke to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Section 25,
Stereo Dub,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
JFA,
The Velvet Underground,
Jimmy McGriff,
Frankie Knuckles,
X-101,
Hasil Adkins,
Nirvana,
Infiniti,
Groovy Waters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Selecter,
These Immortal Souls,
Graham Central Station,
The Gap Band,
Scion,
Bobby Womack,
Camouflage,
The Last Poets,
Darondo,
The Smoke,
Cameo,
the Sonics,
Supertramp,
June Days,
T. Rex,
The Stooges,
Sarah Menescal,
Mad Mike,
Michelle Simonal,
Pere Ubu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
Soulsonic Force,
Bronski Beat,
MC5,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Y Pants,
Adolescents,
Josef K,
Ronnie Foster,
Joe Finger,
Pierre Henry,
Eli Mardock,
The Grass Roots,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bluetip,
Stiv Bators,
Idris Muhammad,
Derrick Morgan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flash Fearless,
Sight & Sound,
E-Dancer,
Cybotron,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.