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 Sierra Leone and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Flipper,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vainqueur,
Ten City,
New York Dolls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Derrick Morgan,
Morten Harket,
Don Cherry,
Radio Birdman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Letta Mbulu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sonny Sharrock,
Todd Rundgren,
Spoonie Gee,
The Pop Group,
Q and Not U,
Niagra,
Los Fastidios,
Sugar Minott,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crispian St. Peters,
Von Mondo,
Aloha Tigers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funkadelic,
Reagan Youth,
Johnny Clarke,
Goldenarms,
Half Japanese,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soft Cell,
the Normal,
Guru Guru,
Fugazi,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Divine Comedy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cramps,
The Smoke,
Saccharine Trust,
Sun Ra,
The Star Department,
Sight & Sound,
Amon Düül,
Drexciya,
Depeche Mode,
Bang On A Can,
Nico,
Crime,
Buzzcocks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Doors,
Circle Jerks,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.