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 Iraq and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Excepter to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Shuggie Otis,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Divine Comedy,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Move,
Joensuu 1685,
Warsaw,
The Residents,
Kerri Chandler,
Bang On A Can,
Unrelated Segments,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lakeside,
Ultravox,
the Slits,
Dark Day,
Malaria!,
Grandmaster Flash,
FM Einheit,
Barclay James Harvest,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Rundgren,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
La Düsseldorf,
Brick,
Con Funk Shun,
Quadrant,
Khruangbin,
Panda Bear,
Bootsy Collins,
The Victims,
The Star Department,
Bobby Womack,
Kayak,
Iggy Pop,
Inner City,
Ten City,
Amon Düül,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camouflage,
DJ Sneak,
The Evens,
Marc Almond,
Rod Modell,
Country Teasers,
Siglo XX,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Monochrome Set,
Flamin' Groovies,
Popol Vuh,
Crime,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pylon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bad Manners,
The Trojans,
Whodini,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fugs,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.