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 Croatia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 John Cale to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rotary Connection,
Panda Bear,
Maleditus Sound,
Can,
Lungfish,
Moss Icon,
The Walker Brothers,
Parry Music,
Soft Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Todd Terry,
Johnny Clarke,
Girls At Our Best!,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jerry's Kids,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Womack,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Human League,
Dawn Penn,
The Gories,
The Wake,
Erasure,
Crime,
Lakeside,
The Dirtbombs,
La Düsseldorf,
10cc,
Tomorrow,
The Moody Blues,
Al Stewart,
Kas Product,
X-102,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Technova,
Brick,
Chris & Cosey,
Hasil Adkins,
Althea and Donna,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thee Headcoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cybotron,
Sun City Girls,
The Sound,
Archie Shepp,
Connie Case,
Camouflage,
Suicide,
The Detroit Cobras,
Juan Atkins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donny Hathaway,
Roxy Music,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sex Pistols,
Blake Baxter,
Sonic Youth,
Arcadia,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.