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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
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 synthesizer 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 Can to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Man Parrish,
Minor Threat,
Dual Sessions,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wings,
JFA,
Inner City,
The J.B.'s,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Make Up,
Metal Thangz,
Infiniti,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cymande,
Nick Fraelich,
Japan,
Ornette Coleman,
Sound Behaviour,
Slick Rick,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hoover,
Flamin' Groovies,
Erykah Badu,
Marvin Gaye,
Letta Mbulu,
Simply Red,
Outsiders,
Davy DMX,
Half Japanese,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wally Richardson,
Don Cherry,
Unrelated Segments,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Sonics,
Icehouse,
Jawbox,
KRS-One,
Adolescents,
The Walker Brothers,
The Sound,
The Residents,
the Fania All-Stars,
Shoche,
Scion,
Amon Düül,
Lindisfarne,
Neil Young,
Bronski Beat,
Khruangbin,
Panda Bear,
Silicon Teens,
Procol Harum,
Chris Corsano,
Magazine,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.