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 Georgia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
the Association,
The Angels of Light,
Avey Tare,
Rufus Thomas,
Sight & Sound,
Siglo XX,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Yaz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ludus,
Charles Mingus,
CMW,
Aural Exciters,
Gang Starr,
Circle Jerks,
Easy Going,
Mary Jane Girls,
Clear Light,
Fat Boys,
Blancmange,
Whodini,
Derrick May,
Max Romeo,
OOIOO,
Section 25,
Chris Corsano,
DJ Sneak,
AZ,
Althea and Donna,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Trojans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pantaleimon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cluster,
The Red Krayola,
Maurizio,
Guru Guru,
Stereo Dub,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Model 500,
Interpol,
PIL,
Kayak,
Dave Gahan,
Soul II Soul,
The Skatalites,
the Sonics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ronan,
Ponytail,
The Zeros,
Roy Ayers,
Radio Birdman,
The Durutti Column,
Young Marble Giants,
Can,
Kurtis Blow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.