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 France and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 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 Anakelly to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Saccharine Trust,
Nick Fraelich,
June Days,
Derrick Morgan,
China Crisis,
Chris Corsano,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dirtbombs,
Gang Starr,
Aswad,
Sarah Menescal,
Roy Ayers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marshall Jefferson,
Althea and Donna,
Barbara Tucker,
Excepter,
Swans,
Camouflage,
Agent Orange,
KRS-One,
Skaos,
Hasil Adkins,
The Golliwogs,
Marine Girls,
Fatback Band,
Erykah Badu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bootsy Collins,
Nas,
Neu!,
Circle Jerks,
Bush Tetras,
Big Daddy Kane,
Judy Mowatt,
Amazonics,
Spandau Ballet,
UT,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Archie Shepp,
Eden Ahbez,
Fugazi,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hoover,
Ken Boothe,
Fear,
Danielle Patucci,
Intrusion,
Scan 7,
Ornette Coleman,
Eric B and Rakim,
Alphaville,
Technova,
Desert Stars,
Minutemen,
Bobby Womack,
Jimmy McGriff,
Freddie Wadling,
Dawn Penn,
Eric Copeland,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.