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 Senegal and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 güiro 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 Lyres to the disco 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Liliput,
Jeff Mills,
Half Japanese,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Chris & Cosey,
Skaos,
Shoche,
Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pierre Henry,
Interpol,
Skarface,
Cymande,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minor Threat,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Soft Cell,
Andrew Hill,
Todd Rundgren,
10cc,
Albert Ayler,
The Litter,
Hashim,
Roxy Music,
Warsaw,
Anakelly,
Pole,
Urselle,
Dawn Penn,
Minnie Riperton,
Lightning Bolt,
The Blues Magoos,
Fad Gadget,
Brick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jacob Miller,
Schoolly D,
The Remains,
La Düsseldorf,
Pere Ubu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dennis Brown,
Flipper,
Cecil Taylor,
Bluetip,
Rod Modell,
Joe Smooth,
Lungfish,
Panda Bear,
Fluxion,
Arcadia,
Curtis Mayfield,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mummies,
The Tremeloes,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Cure,
Ossler,
Subhumans,
The Moleskins,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.