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 Namibia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Surgeon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
James White and The Blacks,
Grauzone,
The Motions,
Y Pants,
The Durutti Column,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
X-102,
The Sonics,
The Residents,
Mars,
The Fall,
Pantytec,
Sister Nancy,
The Searchers,
Rekid,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joy Division,
Fela Kuti,
Sun Ra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Godley & Creme,
Graham Central Station,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Basic Channel,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Japan,
Isaac Hayes,
The Shadows of Knight,
DJ Sneak,
Barrington Levy,
FM Einheit,
Model 500,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Doors,
Eyeless In Gaza,
MDC,
Sparks,
Spandau Ballet,
Ossler,
The Last Poets,
Infiniti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Selecter,
Los Fastidios,
Pet Shop Boys,
Zero Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
Kerri Chandler,
Hot Snakes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Section 25,
Neil Young,
K-Klass,
Bluetip,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.