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 Columbus.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Donald Fagen 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiohead,
The Star Department,
Funkadelic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jeff Mills,
Spandau Ballet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gang Gang Dance,
Derrick Morgan,
the Slits,
the Bar-Kays,
Throbbing Gristle,
X-102,
Massinfluence,
Inner City,
Porter Ricks,
Joe Smooth,
Stereo Dub,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Faust,
Lungfish,
Kaleidoscope,
Grandmaster Flash,
Patti Smith,
Sarah Menescal,
Kas Product,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bang On A Can,
Prince Buster,
Ken Boothe,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Human League,
Crash Course in Science,
Second Layer,
Marcia Griffiths,
Terry Callier,
The Real Kids,
New Age Steppers,
The Move,
Nico,
the Germs,
Colin Newman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Andrew Hill,
Letta Mbulu,
John Holt,
Niagra,
Eric Copeland,
Amon Düül,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobby Womack,
Lindisfarne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
OOIOO,
Eli Mardock,
David McCallum,
X-101,
Sun City Girls,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.