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 Seychelles and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Zeros to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül II,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Au Pairs,
Boz Scaggs,
KRS-One,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Magma,
John Foxx,
The Fire Engines,
One Last Wish,
Kevin Saunderson,
Chris & Cosey,
Max Romeo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nick Fraelich,
Skarface,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Byrd,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sun Ra,
Brothers Johnson,
Motorama,
The Young Rascals,
The Evens,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barbara Tucker,
Sarah Menescal,
T.S.O.L.,
Excepter,
Junior Murvin,
Lebanon Hanover,
Andrew Hill,
David Axelrod,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alphaville,
The Count Five,
Audionom,
Anakelly,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sonic Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
Subhumans,
DJ Sneak,
Camouflage,
Derrick May,
Todd Terry,
Ten City,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soulsonic Force,
The Zeros,
Frankie Knuckles,
New Age Steppers,
Procol Harum,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joy Division,
the Germs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.