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 Finland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mexico City.
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 clarinet 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 Black Sheep to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Television Personalities,
Suicide,
Iggy Pop,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cecil Taylor,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Trojans,
Quando Quango,
Ronnie Foster,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aural Exciters,
The Invisible,
Organ,
Wolf Eyes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joe Finger,
Funkadelic,
Ice-T,
Magazine,
Scratch Acid,
Trumans Water,
Erasure,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cheater Slicks,
Main Source,
The Selecter,
One Last Wish,
The Durutti Column,
The Divine Comedy,
China Crisis,
Faraquet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minutemen,
Brand Nubian,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Panda Bear,
Sixth Finger,
Moebius,
Crash Course in Science,
Sam Rivers,
The Wake,
Soft Machine,
The Dead C,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Happenings,
The Dave Clark Five,
Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Osbourne,
Visage,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Arcadia,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Reuben Wilson,
Radiohead,
The Slits,
Sällskapet,
Kayak,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.