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 Vietnam and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 Absolute Body Control to the rap 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus 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?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bluetip,
Danielle Patucci,
Joe Smooth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ornette Coleman,
Hoover,
Joensuu 1685,
Dark Day,
The Five Americans,
Main Source,
DJ Style,
Eli Mardock,
8 Eyed Spy,
Excepter,
Hardrive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
LL Cool J,
The Associates,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Electric Prunes,
Jandek,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rufus Thomas,
the Soft Cell,
Dual Sessions,
The Tremeloes,
Minutemen,
Iggy Pop,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Echospace,
Section 25,
Siglo XX,
Parry Music,
Mary Jane Girls,
Archie Shepp,
Hashim,
Dawn Penn,
Make Up,
Blossom Toes,
Sister Nancy,
Eddi Front,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Severed Heads,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fortunes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cramps,
Subhumans,
Pharoah Sanders,
PIL,
Scrapy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Last Poets,
Liliput,
Bill Wells,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.