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 Bangladesh and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pop Group 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
DNA,
Kurtis Blow,
Lower 48,
Skriet,
Lakeside,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Slick Rick,
Metal Thangz,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kerri Chandler,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Misunderstood,
Soul II Soul,
Kool Moe Dee,
Vladislav Delay,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
La Düsseldorf,
Man Eating Sloth,
Siglo XX,
Sandy B,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rekid,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wasted Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lightning Bolt,
Iggy Pop,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Depeche Mode,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marcia Griffiths,
Niagra,
Robert Görl,
Y Pants,
Scion,
Black Flag,
Audionom,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The American Breed,
Bill Wells,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-101,
Nation of Ulysses,
Arthur Verocai,
Lou Reed,
Interpol,
The Fall,
Camberwell Now,
Negative Approach,
the Association,
Nas,
John Holt,
Animal Collective,
The Young Rascals,
Stiv Bators,
L. Decosne,
Sun City Girls,
Swans,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.