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 Thailand and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Fela Kuti to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Don Cherry,
The Fugs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kayak,
Icehouse,
Sun Ra,
Ludus,
Intrusion,
The J.B.'s,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deakin,
Fad Gadget,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fall,
Absolute Body Control,
UT,
Gong,
Tomorrow,
Girls At Our Best!,
Procol Harum,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pantytec,
Deepchord,
The Angels of Light,
Joey Negro,
Shuggie Otis,
Severed Heads,
Public Enemy,
T.S.O.L.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eric Copeland,
Erykah Badu,
Iggy Pop,
Lee Hazlewood,
June of 44,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eurythmics,
Erasure,
Jandek,
The Buckinghams,
K-Klass,
ABBA,
The Saints,
Talk Talk,
The Slits,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Raincoats,
Chris Corsano,
Anthony Braxton,
The Velvet Underground,
Fatback Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Mills,
The Shadows of Knight,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Alison Limerick,
Stereo Dub,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.