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 Grenada and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Motorama to the techno 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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Tropical Tobacco,
These Immortal Souls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Agent Orange,
Derrick Morgan,
Von Mondo,
a-ha,
The Names,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ossler,
Grauzone,
The Leaves,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brass Construction,
The Standells,
Hot Snakes,
Funky Four + One,
Scientists,
Aswad,
Iggy Pop,
the Germs,
Peter & Gordon,
Fatback Band,
Camouflage,
FM Einheit,
Amazonics,
Gang Green,
Tomorrow,
Ultravox,
Outsiders,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Slits,
Minny Pops,
Gastr Del Sol,
Stereo Dub,
DJ Style,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott Heron,
Severed Heads,
James White and The Blacks,
David Axelrod,
Intrusion,
Lungfish,
Cameo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Association,
The Tremeloes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pere Ubu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Youth Brigade,
The Moody Blues,
Neu!,
Tommy Roe,
Chrome,
Sound Behaviour,
Desert Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Faraquet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fugs,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.