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 Malaysia and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Marshall Jefferson to the punk 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Funky Four + One,
Cameo,
Sun Ra,
Grauzone,
Andrew Hill,
Dual Sessions,
Aural Exciters,
Nico,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blues Magoos,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eyeless In Gaza,
AZ,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tomorrow,
Erykah Badu,
Jacques Brel,
Dave Gahan,
Banda Bassotti,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Golliwogs,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
Connie Case,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Moody Blues,
Alton Ellis,
Bronski Beat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pantaleimon,
Peter & Gordon,
the Normal,
Lalann,
The Searchers,
Bluetip,
Big Daddy Kane,
Leonard Cohen,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yaz,
Main Source,
The Smiths,
Joyce Sims,
Scientists,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Raincoats,
Scan 7,
The Skatalites,
Pussy Galore,
DJ Sneak,
Icehouse,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Essential Logic,
Desert Stars,
Arcadia,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.