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 Comoros and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Iggy Pop to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Eric Copeland,
Radiopuhelimet,
Schoolly D,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Human League,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Isaac Hayes,
Iggy Pop,
Animal Collective,
Essential Logic,
Darondo,
Scrapy,
The Remains,
Suburban Knight,
Bush Tetras,
The Smoke,
Bobby Byrd,
Byron Stingily,
Black Flag,
Rhythm & Sound,
Yaz,
Warren Ellis,
Colin Newman,
Laurel Aitken,
The Seeds,
Neil Young,
Soft Cell,
New York Dolls,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Stooges,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fat Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Last Poets,
Urselle,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
This Heat,
Neu!,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joyce Sims,
Crash Course in Science,
The American Breed,
a-ha,
ABBA,
World's Most,
Los Fastidios,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fortunes,
KRS-One,
Little Man,
The Grass Roots,
Moebius,
Quando Quango,
Outsiders,
Boz Scaggs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Index,
Amazonics,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.