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 Iceland and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 New York Dolls to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Suburban Knight,
Warren Ellis,
The Mojo Men,
Audionom,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sight & Sound,
Rotary Connection,
Mark Hollis,
The Litter,
The Invisible,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cramps,
Crooked Eye,
Kerri Chandler,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Model 500,
Half Japanese,
Toni Rubio,
Patti Smith,
Quadrant,
Brand Nubian,
The Golliwogs,
Sugar Minott,
Kool Moe Dee,
Talk Talk,
Con Funk Shun,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tom Boy,
Eli Mardock,
Peter and Kerry,
Anakelly,
The Music Machine,
DJ Style,
The Tremeloes,
David McCallum,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marine Girls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scion,
Glenn Branca,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eric Copeland,
Scientists,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Loose Ends,
John Coltrane,
The Raincoats,
Jandek,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Techniques,
Guru Guru,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Y Pants,
Lungfish,
Idris Muhammad,
The Grass Roots,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.