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 Denmark and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 EPMD to the techno 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
The Saints,
The Buckinghams,
Al Stewart,
Danielle Patucci,
Surgeon,
Donny Hathaway,
Boz Scaggs,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Theoretical Girls,
The United States of America,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Infiniti,
Black Moon,
Kas Product,
Half Japanese,
Flipper,
New Age Steppers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lucky Dragons,
Arab on Radar,
Rites of Spring,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bluetip,
The Slits,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Skatalites,
The Residents,
Unwound,
Ossler,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
R.M.O.,
KRS-One,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Depeche Mode,
F. McDonald,
Khruangbin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Radiohead,
The Cure,
Drexciya,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
OOIOO,
Terry Callier,
Rakim,
June Days,
David McCallum,
Banda Bassotti,
The Angels of Light,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Vladislav Delay,
Monolake,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Parry Music,
Anakelly,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.