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 Saudi Arabia and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 AZ to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
Albert Ayler,
Darondo,
Simply Red,
Saccharine Trust,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Leaves,
The Velvet Underground,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Walker Brothers,
Nirvana,
Johnny Clarke,
the Germs,
Brand Nubian,
Andrew Hill,
John Lydon,
Roger Hodgson,
Scratch Acid,
The Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
Cal Tjader,
Bauhaus,
Bang On A Can,
Animal Collective,
Erykah Badu,
David McCallum,
Pierre Henry,
Tres Demented,
Oblivians,
Model 500,
Skaos,
AZ,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
R.M.O.,
Urselle,
The Angels of Light,
Marvin Gaye,
June Days,
Metal Thangz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Au Pairs,
Thee Headcoats,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Happenings,
Scion,
Fugazi,
Franke,
CMW,
Bill Near,
Slick Rick,
The Trojans,
The United States of America,
Mantronix,
The Cramps,
Sight & Sound,
Rites of Spring,
Pantaleimon,
Fluxion,
Faraquet,
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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.