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 Lithuania and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Funky Four + One to the crunk 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Skarface,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nick Fraelich,
The Flesh Eaters,
Smog,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Flipper,
The Toasters,
Quantec,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lower 48,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Groovy Waters,
Joyce Sims,
Rakim,
Cal Tjader,
Scientists,
OOIOO,
Aural Exciters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wire,
Brand Nubian,
The New Christs,
Dave Gahan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
June of 44,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Anakelly,
A Certain Ratio,
Slick Rick,
Wally Richardson,
Yaz,
Don Cherry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Martian,
Jerry's Kids,
Supertramp,
The J.B.'s,
Toni Rubio,
The Remains,
Jeru the Damaja,
Max Romeo,
Archie Shepp,
Deepchord,
New Order,
Chrome,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Enemy,
Amazonics,
Easy Going,
Stetsasonic,
The Move,
Au Pairs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.