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 Slovenia and from New York.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes 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 Camouflage to the rap 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Isaac Hayes,
AZ,
Roxette,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ornette Coleman,
Robert Görl,
Symarip,
The Angels of Light,
Schoolly D,
Spandau Ballet,
Avey Tare,
Barbara Tucker,
A Certain Ratio,
the Germs,
Donald Byrd,
Kaleidoscope,
ABC,
Crooked Eye,
Bad Manners,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Oneida,
Cybotron,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash,
Arcadia,
Matthew Halsall,
Faraquet,
Dave Gahan,
Gang of Four,
Young Marble Giants,
Mantronix,
Kas Product,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marine Girls,
The Index,
Jacques Brel,
the Soft Cell,
The United States of America,
H. Thieme,
Deakin,
James White and The Blacks,
Organ,
Dead Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Monks,
The Birthday Party,
Don Cherry,
Barrington Levy,
Glenn Branca,
Banda Bassotti,
Crime,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joy Division,
Howard Jones,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.