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 Monaco and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Interpol to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Au Pairs,
The Motions,
Rites of Spring,
Amon Düül II,
Moss Icon,
Bobby Womack,
Toni Rubio,
Sister Nancy,
Joey Negro,
Henry Cow,
Graham Central Station,
Charles Mingus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jimmy McGriff,
Terrestrial Tones,
Big Daddy Kane,
Quando Quango,
Sarah Menescal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Invisible,
The Fugs,
Gong,
Underground Resistance,
Country Teasers,
Bronski Beat,
Blake Baxter,
Agitation Free,
Danielle Patucci,
World's Most,
Alice Coltrane,
Kevin Saunderson,
Malaria!,
Brick,
Lightning Bolt,
Grey Daturas,
Buzzcocks,
Morten Harket,
Jerry's Kids,
Rosa Yemen,
Laurel Aitken,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Lydon,
The Moody Blues,
Tomorrow,
The Human League,
Ituana,
Neu!,
Fad Gadget,
Bang On A Can,
Sun City Girls,
This Heat,
The Cramps,
Janne Schatter,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ken Boothe,
New Order,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.