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 East Timor and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Music Machine to the jazz 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ten City,
The Associates,
Joe Finger,
Bill Near,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Al Stewart,
Soft Machine,
Guru Guru,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter & Gordon,
Spandau Ballet,
Intrusion,
Josef K,
Alice Coltrane,
Interpol,
Susan Cadogan,
Saccharine Trust,
Ohio Players,
Organ,
Colin Newman,
Lebanon Hanover,
R.M.O.,
The American Breed,
Tears for Fears,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Smoke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crash Course in Science,
Ronan,
Scratch Acid,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeff Mills,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ultra Naté,
Jacob Miller,
Gerry Rafferty,
Das Ding,
Rufus Thomas,
Deadbeat,
Amazonics,
Panda Bear,
Brass Construction,
Public Enemy,
Bobby Womack,
Gang Green,
Eddi Front,
Nas,
Lucky Dragons,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flamin' Groovies,
Skarface,
T. Rex,
The Seeds,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Pus,
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.