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 Netherlands and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 Nirvana to the disco 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Reuben Wilson,
Amazonics,
Albert Ayler,
LL Cool J,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Zeros,
KRS-One,
PIL,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fugs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mandrill,
The Fall,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kas Product,
Donald Byrd,
Half Japanese,
Harpers Bizarre,
Visage,
The Grass Roots,
Danielle Patucci,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Pretty Things,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Agitation Free,
Boogie Down Productions,
Procol Harum,
the Association,
Symarip,
Electric Prunes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eurythmics,
Talk Talk,
China Crisis,
This Heat,
Saccharine Trust,
Pere Ubu,
Arthur Verocai,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
The Slackers,
Shuggie Otis,
Brick,
Ponytail,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cecil Taylor,
Monolake,
Blossom Toes,
Erykah Badu,
The Durutti Column,
Fugazi,
Laurel Aitken,
Yellowson,
Oblivians,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.