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 South Sudan and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Hashim to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
OOIOO,
Make Up,
10cc,
the Bar-Kays,
Theoretical Girls,
Derrick May,
Soulsonic Force,
Public Image Ltd.,
Buzzcocks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Near,
Los Fastidios,
The Barracudas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Patti Smith,
Sam Rivers,
a-ha,
The Angels of Light,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris Corsano,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alton Ellis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
MDC,
Glambeats Corp.,
Blossom Toes,
Rites of Spring,
John Foxx,
Sugar Minott,
Yaz,
The Busters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Piero Umiliani,
The Beau Brummels,
New York Dolls,
Nik Kershaw,
The Moleskins,
Jacques Brel,
Max Romeo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moebius,
Peter and Kerry,
June of 44,
Cluster,
Minutemen,
Spoonie Gee,
Unwound,
Eli Mardock,
The Fuzztones,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Reed,
Negative Approach,
Soul II Soul,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
This Heat,
Jeff Lynne,
Q and Not U,
Scrapy,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.