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 Cuba and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 Kerri Chandler to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
Brand Nubian,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Altered Images,
Zero Boys,
X-101,
Essential Logic,
Terrestrial Tones,
China Crisis,
The Happenings,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pierre Henry,
Buzzcocks,
Clear Light,
Tomorrow,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
James White and The Blacks,
The Doors,
Newcleus,
Glenn Branca,
Surgeon,
PIL,
Minnie Riperton,
Monolake,
Joey Negro,
Gang Starr,
Monks,
Prince Buster,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rites of Spring,
Oblivians,
Absolute Body Control,
Tommy Roe,
Aswad,
F. McDonald,
Das Ding,
Whodini,
Piero Umiliani,
Supertramp,
Leonard Cohen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Delta 5,
Amon Düül II,
Ronan,
Visage,
Deadbeat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Byron Stingily,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Johnny Osbourne,
Porter Ricks,
The Victims,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jeff Mills,
Crash Course in Science,
The Vogues,
Nation of Ulysses,
Oneida,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.