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 Spain and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 David Bowie 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 Lakeside to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Magazine,
Qualms,
The Beau Brummels,
The Litter,
Japan,
Das Ding,
The Index,
Marvin Gaye,
Grandmaster Flash,
David Bowie,
Lower 48,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Warsaw,
The Evens,
Underground Resistance,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Porter Ricks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sonic Youth,
Visage,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun City Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Livin' Joy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sound Behaviour,
Donald Byrd,
Glenn Branca,
Country Teasers,
The Pretty Things,
Moby Grape,
Model 500,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Television Personalities,
Main Source,
The Black Dice,
Pole,
A Certain Ratio,
Ice-T,
Icehouse,
Bootsy Collins,
The Leaves,
Danielle Patucci,
Aswad,
UT,
The Velvet Underground,
Howard Jones,
Surgeon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
ABBA,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.