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 Qatar and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pylon to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Roxette,
Aswad,
The Fuzztones,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Selecter,
Das Ding,
Arthur Verocai,
Suburban Knight,
Mission of Burma,
10cc,
Zero Boys,
The Fortunes,
Blake Baxter,
Negative Approach,
The Stooges,
Lou Christie,
Bad Manners,
Rekid,
Magma,
Frankie Knuckles,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Music Machine,
The Fire Engines,
The Pretty Things,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nils Olav,
Goldenarms,
Prince Buster,
Ice-T,
Kayak,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fad Gadget,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ossler,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Hood,
Audionom,
the Association,
Public Enemy,
Little Man,
Wings,
CMW,
Thee Headcoats,
Funkadelic,
The Smoke,
Isaac Hayes,
Q65,
PIL,
Royal Trux,
Nico,
Lalann,
Zapp,
Silicon Teens,
Crooked Eye,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.