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 Bolivia and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Outsiders to the funk 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Brothers Johnson,
The Litter,
Masters at Work,
Warren Ellis,
Q and Not U,
The Raincoats,
Infiniti,
Public Enemy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
KRS-One,
Basic Channel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Silicon Teens,
The Techniques,
Moby Grape,
Liliput,
Qualms,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Monks,
Flash Fearless,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Wings,
Danielle Patucci,
Rosa Yemen,
Prince Buster,
Ken Boothe,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
kango's stein massive,
Television,
Con Funk Shun,
Outsiders,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Byrd,
Thee Headcoats,
Gerry Rafferty,
Colin Newman,
Traffic Nightmare,
Warsaw,
Average White Band,
Hasil Adkins,
China Crisis,
Minny Pops,
Sarah Menescal,
Jesper Dahlback,
Swell Maps,
Mad Mike,
The Velvet Underground,
Lakeside,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
cv313,
Camberwell Now,
Motorama,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.