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 Thailand and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marmalade to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jandek,
Das Ding,
Hashim,
Kerri Chandler,
Pere Ubu,
Sarah Menescal,
New York Dolls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grey Daturas,
Saccharine Trust,
The Red Krayola,
Pierre Henry,
Aural Exciters,
Con Funk Shun,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Leonard Cohen,
Unwound,
Babytalk,
Kaleidoscope,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
John Holt,
Freddie Wadling,
The Dead C,
Joey Negro,
Warsaw,
Lightning Bolt,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Drexciya,
The Doobie Brothers,
Anakelly,
CMW,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Monks,
Delta 5,
The Velvet Underground,
Nico,
Hoover,
Crash Course in Science,
ABBA,
Suburban Knight,
MC5,
Main Source,
Flipper,
Dorothy Ashby,
FM Einheit,
Massinfluence,
Bizarre Inc.,
Al Stewart,
Robert Hood,
New Order,
Gang Green,
The Mummies,
Hasil Adkins,
Maurizio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Trumans Water,
Cymande,
Moss Icon,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.