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 Nepal and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Fania All-Stars to the jazz 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Pierre Henry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Axelrod,
In Retrospect,
Sparks,
Fugazi,
Scion,
Kas Product,
Deepchord,
the Slits,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
JFA,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Visage,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ultravox,
Eli Mardock,
Donald Byrd,
AZ,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ornette Coleman,
Tommy Roe,
Piero Umiliani,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Moody Blues,
Erykah Badu,
Excepter,
the Germs,
Faust,
Rotary Connection,
Derrick May,
The Saints,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Electric Prunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Junior Murvin,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Bananas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Remains,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Angels of Light,
The Red Krayola,
Alice Coltrane,
Shoche,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Freddie Wadling,
Supertramp,
Janne Schatter,
Toni Rubio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Zeros,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.