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 Tonga and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
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 chamberlin 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 Darondo to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Eric Copeland,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Letta Mbulu,
David McCallum,
Matthew Halsall,
D'Angelo,
Oneida,
Surgeon,
Pantaleimon,
Malaria!,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kurtis Blow,
X-101,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Todd Rundgren,
The Slackers,
MDC,
Bootsy Collins,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Spandau Ballet,
The Seeds,
Amon Düül,
Metal Thangz,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Warren Ellis,
The Moleskins,
Mo-Dettes,
DJ Sneak,
The Gap Band,
Silicon Teens,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Flag,
Magma,
The Dirtbombs,
Scan 7,
Youth Brigade,
kango's stein massive,
Susan Cadogan,
Zapp,
Pussy Galore,
Steve Hackett,
Crispian St. Peters,
Darondo,
UT,
Public Enemy,
Procol Harum,
Gil Scott Heron,
Monks,
Lightning Bolt,
Massinfluence,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Kinks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
EPMD,
Main Source,
Buzzcocks,
Index,
Zero Boys,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.