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 Armenia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Eli Mardock,
KRS-One,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scratch Acid,
OOIOO,
Bobby Byrd,
The Kinks,
Yaz,
Peter & Gordon,
Cheater Slicks,
Ken Boothe,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pantaleimon,
Pulsallama,
Ossler,
Yellowson,
Rufus Thomas,
Eurythmics,
UT,
Sandy B,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Neu!,
Basic Channel,
Half Japanese,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lyres,
Gerry Rafferty,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gabor Szabo,
Joy Division,
Franke,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pere Ubu,
Whodini,
The Index,
The Dead C,
Absolute Body Control,
Gichy Dan,
John Lydon,
Rakim,
Kas Product,
Buzzcocks,
Lower 48,
Talk Talk,
The Zeros,
Arthur Verocai,
Wasted Youth,
Joe Smooth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scan 7,
The Cramps,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sam Rivers,
Bad Manners,
Morten Harket,
The Grass Roots,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.