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 Ghana and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar 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 Happenings to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joyce Sims,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
One Last Wish,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Fania All-Stars,
Junior Murvin,
Terry Callier,
James White and The Blacks,
Heaven 17,
The Divine Comedy,
David Axelrod,
The Techniques,
Lakeside,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young,
Man Parrish,
Ossler,
Bill Wells,
The Modern Lovers,
MC5,
The Motions,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alphaville,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Flamin' Groovies,
Funkadelic,
The Pop Group,
Barrington Levy,
ABBA,
Jawbox,
Cybotron,
The Fuzztones,
Flipper,
Cymande,
Public Enemy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yaz,
E-Dancer,
Oblivians,
Roger Hodgson,
This Heat,
OOIOO,
Bad Manners,
Rakim,
Q and Not U,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Japan,
JFA,
The Buckinghams,
Underground Resistance,
Lebanon Hanover,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül II,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.