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 Papua New Guinea and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Quadrant,
Quando Quango,
Drexciya,
AZ,
DJ Style,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Blossom Toes,
One Last Wish,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
UT,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ice-T,
Susan Cadogan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Banda Bassotti,
Swell Maps,
Patti Smith,
Reuben Wilson,
Magma,
Public Image Ltd.,
kango's stein massive,
Wasted Youth,
Young Marble Giants,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeff Mills,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sister Nancy,
Country Teasers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Archie Shepp,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers,
Television,
10cc,
The Litter,
Saccharine Trust,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aaron Thompson,
Kerri Chandler,
Lindisfarne,
Popol Vuh,
X-101,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Frankie Knuckles,
Motorama,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sonic Youth,
Chris Corsano,
Nick Fraelich,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roxette,
World's Most,
Royal Trux,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DNA,
The Skatalites,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Busters,
OOIOO,
Albert Ayler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.