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 Swaziland and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer 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 Judy Mowatt to the rock 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Liliput,
Pulsallama,
Sixth Finger,
Organ,
The Zeros,
Section 25,
Yaz,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dawn Penn,
David McCallum,
Scientists,
Flipper,
Moby Grape,
R.M.O.,
Grandmaster Flash,
Magma,
Ronan,
DJ Style,
Gang Gang Dance,
Model 500,
Bluetip,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Grass Roots,
Harmonia,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Soft Cell,
Isaac Hayes,
Toni Rubio,
Fear,
Simply Red,
Janne Schatter,
Roxy Music,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lucky Dragons,
Man Parrish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mars,
Masters at Work,
Soft Machine,
Wings,
Roy Ayers,
Laurel Aitken,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Zapp,
E-Dancer,
Ken Boothe,
Derrick Morgan,
The Music Machine,
Amazonics,
The Mummies,
Theoretical Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Index,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.