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 Turkey and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb 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 The J.B.'s to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Grauzone,
Moby Grape,
The Cure,
Bobby Byrd,
Metal Thangz,
Thee Headcoats,
Little Man,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roger Hodgson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
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Crime,
Mantronix,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joyce Sims,
Roy Ayers,
Ornette Coleman,
Negative Approach,
The Durutti Column,
Visage,
Eve St. Jones,
Subhumans,
Pagans,
Technova,
The Moody Blues,
Delta 5,
a-ha,
Sun Ra,
The Moleskins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Inner City,
the Slits,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Sonics,
Mad Mike,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Human League,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Invisible,
Parry Music,
Yaz,
Television,
Chris & Cosey,
Nik Kershaw,
Cybotron,
The Toasters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
La Düsseldorf,
Dennis Brown,
The Count Five,
The Remains,
The Blackbyrds,
Terrestrial Tones,
John Coltrane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.