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 Sri Lanka and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
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 snare 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 Jerry's Kids to the crunk 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Idris Muhammad,
Grey Daturas,
Lower 48,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Reagan Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
Qualms,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dual Sessions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Andrew Hill,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Delta 5,
Barrington Levy,
The Index,
T. Rex,
Minny Pops,
Main Source,
The Victims,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scott Walker,
Livin' Joy,
Section 25,
Bill Near,
Hot Snakes,
Iggy Pop,
Tim Buckley,
Cymande,
Zapp,
Janne Schatter,
Yusef Lateef,
Kool Moe Dee,
JFA,
The American Breed,
Cameo,
Flash Fearless,
Ronnie Foster,
Severed Heads,
a-ha,
Patti Smith,
Altered Images,
Silicon Teens,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mummies,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pole,
Essential Logic,
DNA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Talk Talk,
This Heat,
Franke,
Sonny Sharrock,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
DJ Style,
Zero Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mad Mike,
L. Decosne,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.