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 Armenia and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Maurizio to the crunk 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Mad Mike,
Pharoah Sanders,
Icehouse,
Deakin,
Deadbeat,
These Immortal Souls,
Ralphi Rosario,
T. Rex,
the Sonics,
Stereo Dub,
Model 500,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joe Finger,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
China Crisis,
The Names,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Mojo Men,
Charles Mingus,
Q and Not U,
Interpol,
Ice-T,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Görl,
The Gun Club,
La Düsseldorf,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rakim,
Bootsy Collins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Yellowson,
Maurizio,
Goldenarms,
Mandrill,
Outsiders,
Q65,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wasted Youth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
kango's stein massive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rod Modell,
Eric B and Rakim,
Main Source,
The Divine Comedy,
Minor Threat,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Happenings,
The Pop Group,
The Monochrome Set,
Dave Gahan,
Average White Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.