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 Albania and from London.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Soulsonic Force,
Flipper,
Schoolly D,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DJ Sneak,
Heaven 17,
Silicon Teens,
Joensuu 1685,
Black Bananas,
Ken Boothe,
Roxette,
The Grass Roots,
Section 25,
Scrapy,
Eric Copeland,
Ice-T,
Jimmy McGriff,
Malaria!,
The Toasters,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Modern Lovers,
The Durutti Column,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Sheep,
The Litter,
Black Moon,
48th St. Collective,
Jerry's Kids,
Ornette Coleman,
Bootsy Collins,
The Moody Blues,
Technova,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Outsiders,
Wally Richardson,
Young Marble Giants,
Popol Vuh,
Arcadia,
Jeru the Damaja,
Matthew Bourne,
Underground Resistance,
Maleditus Sound,
Piero Umiliani,
FM Einheit,
the Association,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Agitation Free,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang Gang Dance,
Whodini,
Chrome,
Delta 5,
Symarip,
The Fall,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
June Days,
Sugar Minott,
One Last Wish,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.