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 El Salvador and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
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 clarinet 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the techno 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Letta Mbulu,
Zapp,
Mantronix,
Bauhaus,
Oneida,
The Zeros,
Ultravox,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jerry's Kids,
Fad Gadget,
MC5,
Goldenarms,
Yazoo,
Connie Case,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Bananas,
Chrome,
Roxette,
Massinfluence,
Hot Snakes,
Erykah Badu,
The Searchers,
Danielle Patucci,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camouflage,
Brothers Johnson,
Matthew Halsall,
Chris Corsano,
Deakin,
Delon & Dalcan,
Terry Callier,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Skatalites,
kango's stein massive,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Associates,
Monks,
Cheater Slicks,
Audionom,
Joy Division,
Nas,
Ultra Naté,
Moss Icon,
U.S. Maple,
The Wake,
Faust,
Accadde A,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Golliwogs,
John Coltrane,
The United States of America,
Rakim,
Freddie Wadling,
Adolescents,
The Dead C,
Aaron Thompson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.