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 Nigeria and from Houston.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 The Standells to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Joyce Sims,
Nik Kershaw,
MC5,
Underground Resistance,
F. McDonald,
Tubeway Army,
Scrapy,
Boz Scaggs,
The Buckinghams,
Chris Corsano,
Joe Smooth,
the Human League,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Newcleus,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Liliput,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joy Division,
Faust,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dave Gahan,
Harmonia,
The Young Rascals,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Moon,
Unwound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Selecter,
Swell Maps,
Pierre Henry,
The Searchers,
Dennis Brown,
Das Ding,
Rufus Thomas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Janne Schatter,
Faraquet,
Anakelly,
Agent Orange,
The Slits,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Skaos,
Barry Ungar,
Scientists,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nick Fraelich,
Ken Boothe,
The Golliwogs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gang Starr,
The Star Department,
Khruangbin,
The Trojans,
Delon & Dalcan,
FM Einheit,
Tim Buckley,
the Association,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.