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 South Sudan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
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 sitar 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Guru Guru,
Curtis Mayfield,
This Heat,
Mr. Review,
Cameo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Sex Pistols,
The Monochrome Set,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Green,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
One Last Wish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kaleidoscope,
Gong,
Quadrant,
U.S. Maple,
Thompson Twins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Unrelated Segments,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Grass Roots,
David Bowie,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hasil Adkins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The J.B.'s,
Youth Brigade,
48th St. Collective,
Charles Mingus,
New Age Steppers,
Vladislav Delay,
Pylon,
Junior Murvin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Silicon Teens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Essential Logic,
Sun City Girls,
In Retrospect,
Isaac Hayes,
Tom Boy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Amazonics,
Funky Four + One,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ronnie Foster,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joy Division,
Heaven 17,
Brothers Johnson,
Con Funk Shun,
Porter Ricks,
Deadbeat,
The Birthday Party,
Franke,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.