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 Belarus and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Madrid.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Misunderstood 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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
AZ,
Das Ding,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rakim,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brothers Johnson,
World's Most,
Lou Reed,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Schoolly D,
Drexciya,
Thee Headcoats,
Circle Jerks,
Parry Music,
The Moody Blues,
Matthew Bourne,
Moby Grape,
Robert Hood,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Toni Rubio,
Ultravox,
Bauhaus,
10cc,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DJ Sneak,
Saccharine Trust,
Spandau Ballet,
Lou Christie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Walker Brothers,
Symarip,
Scientists,
Eurythmics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Faraquet,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ronnie Foster,
The Slits,
Eric Dolphy,
Ituana,
Jeff Mills,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fugs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scan 7,
Zero Boys,
Pulsallama,
Arthur Verocai,
kango's stein massive,
Shuggie Otis,
Pantaleimon,
B.T. Express,
Skaos,
Marvin Gaye,
Brand Nubian,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Dead C,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.