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 Nigeria and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Robert Palmer 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 The Litter to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sister Nancy,
Janne Schatter,
Circle Jerks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
Reagan Youth,
In Retrospect,
Crash Course in Science,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roxette,
Minutemen,
Glambeats Corp.,
Yusef Lateef,
Rakim,
The Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
The Slits,
The Evens,
Sarah Menescal,
John Foxx,
Barbara Tucker,
Lou Christie,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Style,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang Gang Dance,
Theoretical Girls,
The Pretty Things,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lindisfarne,
The Kinks,
Skarface,
Swans,
Andrew Hill,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Susan Cadogan,
Juan Atkins,
Warren Ellis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Detroit Cobras,
U.S. Maple,
Erykah Badu,
Brothers Johnson,
the Bar-Kays,
Davy DMX,
The Red Krayola,
Ken Boothe,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Graham Central Station,
FM Einheit,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Symarip,
Donald Byrd,
Essential Logic,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.