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 New Zealand and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Talk Talk to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Big Daddy Kane,
Prince Buster,
Carl Craig,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roxy Music,
Japan,
Essential Logic,
Wasted Youth,
Warsaw,
Ituana,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Offenders,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lungfish,
Curtis Mayfield,
ABC,
The Fortunes,
Sonic Youth,
Eli Mardock,
The Grass Roots,
The Leaves,
Freddie Wadling,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scott Walker,
James White and The Blacks,
Make Up,
Khruangbin,
Mandrill,
Black Pus,
Ornette Coleman,
Kerri Chandler,
The Blackbyrds,
The Electric Prunes,
Pere Ubu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Moleskins,
Magma,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yazoo,
Faraquet,
FM Einheit,
Mission of Burma,
Zero Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Robert Görl,
Ronan,
Junior Murvin,
Bad Manners,
Monolake,
Massinfluence,
Hashim,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crash Course in Science,
T.S.O.L.,
Bluetip,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ice-T,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hoover,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.