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 Liechtenstein and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ 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 Avey Tare to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Kaleidoscope,
Anthony Braxton,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Japan,
the Germs,
David Axelrod,
Jeru the Damaja,
Grauzone,
Excepter,
Marvin Gaye,
Pantytec,
kango's stein massive,
Hardrive,
Henry Cow,
The Walker Brothers,
Yellowson,
Yazoo,
The Techniques,
Lower 48,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Oblivians,
The Residents,
Hashim,
Arthur Verocai,
Faust,
a-ha,
Unwound,
Warren Ellis,
Inner City,
Pierre Henry,
Nico,
Goldenarms,
The Divine Comedy,
Tubeway Army,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang Starr,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nils Olav,
Blake Baxter,
Supertramp,
Alton Ellis,
Clear Light,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül,
Radiohead,
Infiniti,
Delta 5,
KRS-One,
Erasure,
Godley & Creme,
Unrelated Segments,
Carl Craig,
L. Decosne,
Stereo Dub,
CMW,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.