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 Uruguay and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Zapp to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Faust,
The Seeds,
The Black Dice,
FM Einheit,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Hood,
Pantytec,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Suicide,
The Techniques,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nick Fraelich,
Second Layer,
Lou Christie,
DJ Style,
Depeche Mode,
Todd Terry,
Nik Kershaw,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wasted Youth,
Basic Channel,
Black Moon,
Pulsallama,
Godley & Creme,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pere Ubu,
The Offenders,
Ralphi Rosario,
Porter Ricks,
Section 25,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mr. Review,
48th St. Collective,
Rakim,
Banda Bassotti,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Iggy Pop,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Monochrome Set,
Sarah Menescal,
Marmalade,
The Gun Club,
John Holt,
Inner City,
Audionom,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
World's Most,
Suburban Knight,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Negative Approach,
Jeff Mills,
D'Angelo,
Can,
Loose Ends,
Gichy Dan,
The Selecter,
Technova,
Soul II Soul,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.