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 Dominica and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 The Grass Roots to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Average White Band,
Neu!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jeru the Damaja,
Interpol,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
June of 44,
David Axelrod,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Liliput,
Dual Sessions,
The Knickerbockers,
Laurel Aitken,
Scion,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gichy Dan,
Scott Walker,
Electric Prunes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Yusef Lateef,
Royal Trux,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Invisible,
Stereo Dub,
Anthony Braxton,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mandrill,
Max Romeo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ponytail,
Carl Craig,
a-ha,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eric Dolphy,
Steve Hackett,
Curtis Mayfield,
Warsaw,
Bronski Beat,
Joensuu 1685,
Morten Harket,
Adolescents,
Fatback Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jeff Mills,
The Stooges,
Fad Gadget,
Hasil Adkins,
Mr. Review,
Sight & Sound,
AZ,
Second Layer,
Black Bananas,
The Moody Blues,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Blackbyrds,
the Fania All-Stars,
June Days,
Pole,
John Foxx,
Lightning Bolt,
Scrapy,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.