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 Barbados and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Lucky Dragons to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jeff Lynne,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rites of Spring,
Nils Olav,
Lungfish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bootsy Collins,
Crash Course in Science,
Young Marble Giants,
Sparks,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bush Tetras,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cybotron,
Soft Machine,
AZ,
EPMD,
Organ,
Brand Nubian,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wings,
Jerry Gold Smith,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Visage,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Velvet Underground,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DNA,
Colin Newman,
Cluster,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fortunes,
Mantronix,
Andrew Hill,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Sherman,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fuzztones,
Sam Rivers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Gladiators,
the Sonics,
Sällskapet,
cv313,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pole,
Shoche,
Wasted Youth,
Franke,
KRS-One,
The Dirtbombs,
Sugar Minott,
New Order,
JFA,
Absolute Body Control,
Girls At Our Best!,
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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.