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 Singapore and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes 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 Fatback Band to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tommy Roe,
New Order,
Lee Hazlewood,
8 Eyed Spy,
Matthew Bourne,
Mr. Review,
48th St. Collective,
Sixth Finger,
Pulsallama,
Unrelated Segments,
Avey Tare,
Qualms,
Scientists,
The American Breed,
Boogie Down Productions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gap Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roger Hodgson,
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
MC5,
June Days,
Iggy Pop,
The Slackers,
La Düsseldorf,
Warsaw,
The Smiths,
Cluster,
Ultravox,
Brick,
The Misunderstood,
Quadrant,
Ultra Naté,
Pere Ubu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Sherman,
Royal Trux,
Toni Rubio,
Magma,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wire,
Isaac Hayes,
ABBA,
Yellowson,
Kerri Chandler,
The Golliwogs,
Au Pairs,
Camouflage,
X-Ray Spex,
The Music Machine,
Flipper,
The Tremeloes,
Aaron Thompson,
Aswad,
Bronski Beat,
Pagans,
Bobby Byrd,
Angry Samoans,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.