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 Israel and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Q and Not U,
The Tremeloes,
The Vogues,
The Moleskins,
Black Sheep,
Marine Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
Thompson Twins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aaron Thompson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Alison Limerick,
The Blackbyrds,
Gong,
Brothers Johnson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fad Gadget,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy Collins,
Yaz,
The Black Dice,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hot Snakes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Animal Collective,
Harmonia,
The Modern Lovers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Techniques,
Siglo XX,
Intrusion,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric Copeland,
Grey Daturas,
U.S. Maple,
The Divine Comedy,
Eli Mardock,
Moss Icon,
The Beau Brummels,
Japan,
Essential Logic,
Barclay James Harvest,
Schoolly D,
The Offenders,
John Lydon,
Excepter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Con Funk Shun,
David Axelrod,
Judy Mowatt,
Bizarre Inc.,
Livin' Joy,
Gabor Szabo,
The Monochrome Set,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rekid,
Joe Finger,
The Young Rascals,
Franke,
Funky Four + One,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.