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 Uruguay and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Ultra Naté to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Flag,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Hashim,
Sixth Finger,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nico,
Laurel Aitken,
The Move,
Au Pairs,
Glenn Branca,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Modern Lovers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Symarip,
The Moleskins,
The J.B.'s,
Babytalk,
Barbara Tucker,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
World's Most,
The Fall,
Public Enemy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skarface,
The Kinks,
Lyres,
Brand Nubian,
Khruangbin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Andrew Hill,
Rakim,
The Flesh Eaters,
Shoche,
DJ Sneak,
Sun City Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dual Sessions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Slick Rick,
Todd Terry,
New York Dolls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Drive Like Jehu,
Franke,
Ralphi Rosario,
Supertramp,
The Seeds,
T. Rex,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Names,
Jandek,
Young Marble Giants,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy Collins,
Joy Division,
Althea and Donna,
Max Romeo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.