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 Chile and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Q and Not U to the dance 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Swans,
Sarah Menescal,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobby Byrd,
The Barracudas,
Sister Nancy,
Arcadia,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bluetip,
The New Christs,
Tubeway Army,
Mo-Dettes,
Sun Ra,
Todd Rundgren,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Siglo XX,
Erykah Badu,
Skaos,
Skarface,
Model 500,
Symarip,
the Normal,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kurtis Blow,
The Red Krayola,
Sixth Finger,
Black Sheep,
The Blackbyrds,
The Trojans,
Scientists,
John Cale,
Minutemen,
The Neon Judgement,
Camouflage,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dennis Brown,
Marmalade,
Marcia Griffiths,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aloha Tigers,
Subhumans,
Clear Light,
Erasure,
Interpol,
Darondo,
Juan Atkins,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Music Machine,
Sandy B,
Section 25,
D'Angelo,
The Vogues,
Crime,
Maleditus Sound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Godley & Creme,
John Foxx,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.