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 Tanzania and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro 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 Brass Construction to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Qualms,
Swell Maps,
Soft Cell,
Letta Mbulu,
Agitation Free,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fall,
Ornette Coleman,
Main Source,
Silicon Teens,
Little Man,
Livin' Joy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kenny Larkin,
Masters at Work,
The Music Machine,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Unwound,
The Tremeloes,
Con Funk Shun,
The Divine Comedy,
Lightning Bolt,
Eli Mardock,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Amon Düül,
Theoretical Girls,
Ten City,
Public Enemy,
The Kinks,
Spoonie Gee,
Bizarre Inc.,
CMW,
Bad Manners,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Interpol,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vainqueur,
Flipper,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arab on Radar,
Neu!,
Chris Corsano,
Rotary Connection,
Jandek,
Q and Not U,
The Sonics,
Connie Case,
Young Marble Giants,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Pus,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Shuggie Otis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.