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 Somalia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 rhodes 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 The Doors to the jazz 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The United States of America,
Babytalk,
Gang Starr,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Hood,
Moss Icon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Techniques,
The Skatalites,
Von Mondo,
Unwound,
Sex Pistols,
The Cramps,
Byron Stingily,
CMW,
DJ Sneak,
Symarip,
Surgeon,
LL Cool J,
June of 44,
Sun Ra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nirvana,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bill Wells,
Quantec,
Eli Mardock,
Blancmange,
Organ,
New Age Steppers,
Zapp,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kas Product,
Pantaleimon,
The Vogues,
Rufus Thomas,
Thompson Twins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Lydon,
Pere Ubu,
Roxette,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Popol Vuh,
Yusef Lateef,
The Tremeloes,
OOIOO,
Toni Rubio,
MDC,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Amazonics,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Silicon Teens,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neu!,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.