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 Poland and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar 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 Count Five to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Audionom,
Shoche,
Sixth Finger,
The Real Kids,
Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
Animal Collective,
Gang Green,
La Düsseldorf,
Charles Mingus,
Black Moon,
The Buckinghams,
Pierre Henry,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Monks,
R.M.O.,
Eric Dolphy,
PIL,
Jeff Mills,
Roy Ayers,
Kaleidoscope,
DJ Style,
Aural Exciters,
Electric Prunes,
the Association,
Television Personalities,
Pole,
Tubeway Army,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Smiths,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rakim,
Alphaville,
the Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Iggy Pop,
Pharoah Sanders,
MC5,
The Techniques,
The Stooges,
Agitation Free,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yusef Lateef,
Young Marble Giants,
Leonard Cohen,
Soft Cell,
Erasure,
Suburban Knight,
Los Fastidios,
Curtis Mayfield,
David McCallum,
Thompson Twins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bronski Beat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Prince Buster,
New York Dolls,
Anakelly,
Connie Case,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soulsonic Force,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.