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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Hong Kong.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Cal Tjader to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Second Layer,
Unwound,
The Martian,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Motorama,
L. Decosne,
Can,
Funkadelic,
Franke,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Patti Smith,
Panda Bear,
Parry Music,
Jacques Brel,
Gabor Szabo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Bananas,
Television Personalities,
Jerry's Kids,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Country Teasers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Wake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ken Boothe,
Matthew Bourne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Black Sheep,
Kenny Larkin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Carl Craig,
Vladislav Delay,
Letta Mbulu,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
These Immortal Souls,
The Tremeloes,
Agitation Free,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Suburban Knight,
Arthur Verocai,
Absolute Body Control,
Blancmange,
The Litter,
The Birthday Party,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Oblivians,
The Raincoats,
The Knickerbockers,
Trumans Water,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Susan Cadogan,
Suicide,
Royal Trux,
the Germs,
Easy Going,
ABBA,
Lakeside,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.