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 Cameroon and from Woodstock.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the grunge 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '80s.
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 Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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 Normal,
Charles Mingus,
Bill Wells,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Starr,
Massinfluence,
Lucky Dragons,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maleditus Sound,
Ronan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Christie,
Chris & Cosey,
The Invisible,
Average White Band,
The Residents,
Easy Going,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Womack,
Model 500,
Bronski Beat,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flash Fearless,
Rapeman,
Prince Buster,
Stockholm Monsters,
Zero Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
The Moody Blues,
Outsiders,
The J.B.'s,
Oblivians,
Brick,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sight & Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Magazine,
Black Sheep,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
MC5,
Laurel Aitken,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Severed Heads,
Deadbeat,
Lightning Bolt,
The Smoke,
Rufus Thomas,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Buckinghams,
Rites of Spring,
The Cowsills,
Moebius,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harmonia,
Interpol,
OOIOO,
Drexciya,
The Zeros,
Slick Rick,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.