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 Honduras and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Sandy B to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mo-Dettes,
June Days,
Nils Olav,
Easy Going,
Alphaville,
Bobby Womack,
Mars,
Anthony Braxton,
Marmalade,
E-Dancer,
Skarface,
Television,
Alison Limerick,
H. Thieme,
Yellowson,
Mad Mike,
Faraquet,
Spandau Ballet,
Judy Mowatt,
Traffic Nightmare,
JFA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hashim,
Aloha Tigers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sandy B,
Matthew Halsall,
Severed Heads,
Arcadia,
Maleditus Sound,
Mr. Review,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Lalann,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Adolescents,
The Smiths,
Lindisfarne,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
B.T. Express,
10cc,
The Standells,
Donny Hathaway,
Graham Central Station,
Panda Bear,
La Düsseldorf,
Dave Gahan,
Isaac Hayes,
Mantronix,
Todd Terry,
Talk Talk,
Schoolly D,
Animal Collective,
Lakeside,
Mission of Burma,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rufus Thomas,
Mandrill,
Iggy Pop,
The Raincoats,
Minor Threat,
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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.