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 Antigua and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Con Funk Shun to the rock 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Blake Baxter,
Mandrill,
June of 44,
Bill Wells,
Davy DMX,
Symarip,
Susan Cadogan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Neon Judgement,
The Moody Blues,
Unrelated Segments,
EPMD,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Con Funk Shun,
Whodini,
Blossom Toes,
John Foxx,
Camouflage,
Boz Scaggs,
Television Personalities,
Tom Boy,
Idris Muhammad,
Prince Buster,
Trumans Water,
Thompson Twins,
The Fall,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Christie,
the Human League,
Yellowson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Standells,
Glambeats Corp.,
Absolute Body Control,
Dawn Penn,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DJ Style,
Monolake,
Marine Girls,
Slick Rick,
Funky Four + One,
Eyeless In Gaza,
James White and The Blacks,
Marvin Gaye,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Radiohead,
Johnny Clarke,
The Trojans,
Ponytail,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Gang Dance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Barrington Levy,
Pharoah Sanders,
PIL,
Index,
Soul II Soul,
Rapeman,
kango's stein massive,
Vladislav Delay,
Charles Mingus,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Zeros,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.