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 Afghanistan and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare 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 Curtis Mayfield to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Little Man,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Cramps,
Grauzone,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fluxion,
Jeff Mills,
June of 44,
Saccharine Trust,
Pylon,
Average White Band,
Glenn Branca,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Remains,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dorothy Ashby,
Todd Rundgren,
Amazonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
Intrusion,
The Dave Clark Five,
Soft Machine,
Mark Hollis,
The Birthday Party,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Victims,
X-102,
Crispy Ambulance,
Television,
Nas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Electric Prunes,
Jacques Brel,
Shoche,
Nation of Ulysses,
Piero Umiliani,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Divine Comedy,
Lungfish,
The Saints,
Barrington Levy,
Khruangbin,
Junior Murvin,
Neu!,
Deadbeat,
Maurizio,
Magma,
The Dead C,
Derrick May,
Depeche Mode,
DJ Sneak,
Harmonia,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Sonics,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.