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 Austria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Bizarre Inc. to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock 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?
In Retrospect,
The Skatalites,
Zero Boys,
The Count Five,
a-ha,
Mad Mike,
K-Klass,
Janne Schatter,
Q and Not U,
the Sonics,
Harry Pussy,
Cecil Taylor,
Arcadia,
Althea and Donna,
The Happenings,
Camouflage,
These Immortal Souls,
Spandau Ballet,
Camberwell Now,
China Crisis,
Goldenarms,
Iggy Pop,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Starr,
Derrick May,
Boz Scaggs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Letta Mbulu,
Tears for Fears,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Beau Brummels,
Echospace,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ronnie Foster,
Rod Modell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barbara Tucker,
Groovy Waters,
The Walker Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
Unrelated Segments,
Ken Boothe,
The Remains,
Hasil Adkins,
Panda Bear,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fugs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pantytec,
The Selecter,
Procol Harum,
Second Layer,
Moss Icon,
OOIOO,
Donny Hathaway,
The Angels of Light,
The Durutti Column,
Cheater Slicks,
Mandrill,
Terry Callier,
Wire,
Black Bananas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.