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 Kiribati and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Peter & Gordon to the dance 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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Yusef Lateef,
Stetsasonic,
Lalann,
Don Cherry,
The Beau Brummels,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
One Last Wish,
Organ,
Japan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kerrie Biddell,
MC5,
The Gladiators,
Johnny Clarke,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deadbeat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jacob Miller,
Junior Murvin,
Youth Brigade,
Cameo,
Funky Four + One,
Second Layer,
Jimmy McGriff,
David Axelrod,
Andrew Hill,
Amazonics,
Sällskapet,
Barclay James Harvest,
Can,
OOIOO,
Bootsy Collins,
Quantec,
The Golliwogs,
Lucky Dragons,
Saccharine Trust,
Supertramp,
Dark Day,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eden Ahbez,
Wings,
Dead Boys,
The Happenings,
Y Pants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Misunderstood,
D'Angelo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Technova,
Boz Scaggs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Prince Buster,
T.S.O.L.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Lynne,
Audionom,
Fluxion,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.