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 Tunisia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kool Moe Dee to the rock 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Barclay James Harvest,
The American Breed,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Walker Brothers,
Public Enemy,
Fad Gadget,
Unwound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aloha Tigers,
Animal Collective,
China Crisis,
The Buckinghams,
Derrick Morgan,
H. Thieme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Symarip,
Zapp,
Bauhaus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Associates,
The Last Poets,
Minny Pops,
Schoolly D,
Cameo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rosa Yemen,
The Skatalites,
Arcadia,
Babytalk,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bill Near,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobby Womack,
Barry Ungar,
Laurel Aitken,
The Real Kids,
Cheater Slicks,
Skriet,
Morten Harket,
KRS-One,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Flesh Eaters,
These Immortal Souls,
Kas Product,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pylon,
The Toasters,
Pantaleimon,
Marmalade,
Rufus Thomas,
Ultravox,
Pagans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Siglo XX,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tommy Roe,
Black Bananas,
The Divine Comedy,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.