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 Belgium and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the funk 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Ornette Coleman,
Tim Buckley,
Easy Going,
Morten Harket,
Junior Murvin,
Los Fastidios,
Kaleidoscope,
Index,
Rufus Thomas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Slave,
Fugazi,
The Count Five,
Nirvana,
Pierre Henry,
Quadrant,
Brass Construction,
Visage,
Minnie Riperton,
Erykah Badu,
John Cale,
Motorama,
The Offenders,
Television Personalities,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Drive Like Jehu,
X-Ray Spex,
Eric Copeland,
Funkadelic,
T. Rex,
Scion,
The Fortunes,
Althea and Donna,
The New Christs,
Can,
Theoretical Girls,
DNA,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Sherman,
Unwound,
Al Stewart,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bizarre Inc.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric Dolphy,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Gap Band,
Von Mondo,
Wasted Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Swans,
Yaz,
Talk Talk,
Lyres,
Bang On A Can,
Cybotron,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.