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 Togo and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 La Düsseldorf to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
X-Ray Spex,
Faraquet,
The Electric Prunes,
Altered Images,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gap Band,
The Litter,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dead Boys,
Black Flag,
Masters at Work,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris Corsano,
Zapp,
Ronnie Foster,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Toni Rubio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Knickerbockers,
The Saints,
Sex Pistols,
The Seeds,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Agitation Free,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barrington Levy,
The Fall,
Echospace,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Young Marble Giants,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jerry's Kids,
Stereo Dub,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Juan Atkins,
Warren Ellis,
kango's stein massive,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Move,
Connie Case,
Severed Heads,
Cameo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
John Cale,
Kerrie Biddell,
Basic Channel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Spandau Ballet,
LL Cool J,
Yaz,
Jandek,
Sight & Sound,
Minny Pops,
Danielle Patucci,
Das Ding,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.