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 Eritrea and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Procol Harum to the grime 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Aloha Tigers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sonic Youth,
Graham Central Station,
Spandau Ballet,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alison Limerick,
Dead Boys,
Alton Ellis,
KRS-One,
Oblivians,
Maleditus Sound,
The Techniques,
Second Layer,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül II,
The Move,
The Buckinghams,
Audionom,
Zapp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fad Gadget,
MC5,
Unwound,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gap Band,
This Heat,
Barry Ungar,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Moon,
Scan 7,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun City Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aaron Thompson,
Darondo,
X-Ray Spex,
Thee Headcoats,
Sam Rivers,
The Music Machine,
Bronski Beat,
Arcadia,
Siglo XX,
Skarface,
The Velvet Underground,
Boredoms,
The Count Five,
Scratch Acid,
Rosa Yemen,
DJ Style,
Nico,
Gabor Szabo,
Bang On A Can,
Quando Quango,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sugar Minott,
The Gladiators,
Sixth Finger,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.