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 Slovenia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mary Jane Girls to the dance 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Essential Logic,
Silicon Teens,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Pus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Morten Harket,
cv313,
Alton Ellis,
Depeche Mode,
Ultravox,
Sonic Youth,
Ossler,
Nas,
Lakeside,
Pulsallama,
Cheater Slicks,
The Modern Lovers,
Jeff Lynne,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Angels of Light,
Heaven 17,
Ultra Naté,
These Immortal Souls,
The Grass Roots,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Skatalites,
Black Sheep,
the Human League,
Spoonie Gee,
Isaac Hayes,
U.S. Maple,
Hoover,
Jacob Miller,
Gang Green,
Roger Hodgson,
Desert Stars,
Youth Brigade,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Symarip,
DJ Sneak,
UT,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Josef K,
John Holt,
Mantronix,
Connie Case,
the Sonics,
Cecil Taylor,
Y Pants,
Shuggie Otis,
The United States of America,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sam Rivers,
Roy Ayers,
Rites of Spring,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.