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 Bolivia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 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 Agent Orange to the techno 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Qualms,
Ken Boothe,
Minor Threat,
Sandy B,
Tom Boy,
E-Dancer,
Kas Product,
Albert Ayler,
The Cure,
Aural Exciters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scientists,
Fluxion,
Quando Quango,
Wings,
Sonic Youth,
Brass Construction,
The Modern Lovers,
Peter and Kerry,
Cymande,
Wolf Eyes,
The Moleskins,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Invisible,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alphaville,
Junior Murvin,
Icehouse,
Can,
The Raincoats,
D'Angelo,
Godley & Creme,
Vladislav Delay,
Inner City,
Technova,
Davy DMX,
Gabor Szabo,
Cameo,
X-102,
Bobby Womack,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultimate Spinach,
Matthew Halsall,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eli Mardock,
Tim Buckley,
Television,
Clear Light,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacques Brel,
T. Rex,
Lebanon Hanover,
In Retrospect,
Sam Rivers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lungfish,
Bronski Beat,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.