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 Zambia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fluxion to the electroclash 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim 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?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Holt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Minnie Riperton,
Althea and Donna,
Junior Murvin,
Rapeman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Star Department,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Letta Mbulu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scion,
Gang of Four,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Henry Cow,
Wasted Youth,
Wally Richardson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Skriet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nas,
Laurel Aitken,
Reagan Youth,
Mars,
The Human League,
Interpol,
Ronan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Moleskins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yaz,
R.M.O.,
The Young Rascals,
Sandy B,
Jimmy McGriff,
Main Source,
Blancmange,
Unwound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boredoms,
The Fall,
FM Einheit,
Sällskapet,
The Move,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
X-102,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Clear Light,
Eve St. Jones,
8 Eyed Spy,
Organ,
The Evens,
Bad Manners,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.