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 Zimbabwe and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Smoke to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Pantaleimon,
Jeff Mills,
Guru Guru,
Matthew Bourne,
Sällskapet,
The Names,
Section 25,
Masters at Work,
David McCallum,
Dead Boys,
New York Dolls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tommy Roe,
Youth Brigade,
The Black Dice,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jacques Brel,
Thee Headcoats,
ABBA,
Skarface,
Outsiders,
The Invisible,
Eve St. Jones,
Wire,
Eric Dolphy,
Liliput,
Tubeway Army,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Holt,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobby Byrd,
The Beau Brummels,
The Wake,
The Cowsills,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grey Daturas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Stiv Bators,
Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Associates,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Raincoats,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aloha Tigers,
PIL,
Jeff Lynne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Max Romeo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Faraquet,
Letta Mbulu,
Nas,
Sight & Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
James White and The Blacks,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.