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 Lyon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
The Monochrome Set,
Rapeman,
Sun Ra,
John Holt,
The Real Kids,
Excepter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scan 7,
Visage,
Curtis Mayfield,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
This Heat,
Sugar Minott,
Saccharine Trust,
The Human League,
The Pretty Things,
Organ,
The Toasters,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barbara Tucker,
Stockholm Monsters,
T. Rex,
Masters at Work,
Stiv Bators,
Youth Brigade,
The Red Krayola,
Bob Dylan,
The United States of America,
Rotary Connection,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultra Naté,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crime,
Theoretical Girls,
Accadde A,
Faraquet,
The Techniques,
Brand Nubian,
Mad Mike,
Yaz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Inner City,
Quantec,
Kurtis Blow,
Crooked Eye,
Roxy Music,
Cluster,
The Vogues,
The Skatalites,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Last Poets,
Zero Boys,
Fluxion,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mo-Dettes,
The Birthday Party,
PIL,
Donald Byrd,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
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.