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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
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 linndrum 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 Chris Corsano to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moody Blues,
Easy Going,
The Young Rascals,
8 Eyed Spy,
Thee Headcoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ludus,
Reagan Youth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pierre Henry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Massinfluence,
Model 500,
Max Romeo,
The Mummies,
Ossler,
Yusef Lateef,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Livin' Joy,
Scan 7,
Au Pairs,
Marc Almond,
Zapp,
Swans,
Soulsonic Force,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eddi Front,
Bronski Beat,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sparks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Slave,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bob Dylan,
Joy Division,
Cluster,
Hoover,
Metal Thangz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
cv313,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
Donny Hathaway,
Liliput,
The Fall,
Monolake,
Barbara Tucker,
Roxette,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Leaves,
Funky Four + One,
Lightning Bolt,
Chris & Cosey,
the Slits,
Monks,
Main Source,
The Motions,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.