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 Costa Rica and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe 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 Archie Shepp to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Infiniti,
Mary Jane Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
Absolute Body Control,
Harmonia,
Q65,
Tres Demented,
Lungfish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Leonard Cohen,
kango's stein massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Pretty Things,
Ohio Players,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grey Daturas,
Toni Rubio,
Danielle Patucci,
Amon Düül,
Flamin' Groovies,
Technova,
Rites of Spring,
Television,
Icehouse,
the Fania All-Stars,
Zapp,
Rapeman,
Pantaleimon,
Iggy Pop,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Supertramp,
Delta 5,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Velvet Underground,
Sällskapet,
Dave Gahan,
Byron Stingily,
Marshall Jefferson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mad Mike,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mandrill,
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Terry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Rotary Connection,
Marc Almond,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lyres,
Shoche,
The Barracudas,
Deepchord,
Slick Rick,
Fad Gadget,
PIL,
Trumans Water,
Model 500,
Ituana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.