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 Cape Verde and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Selecter to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Axelrod,
Todd Terry,
D'Angelo,
Inner City,
Mantronix,
The Angels of Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Leaves,
The Offenders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Metal Thangz,
Black Pus,
Quadrant,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Index,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Anakelly,
Eli Mardock,
Ronan,
Black Moon,
Altered Images,
The Velvet Underground,
Make Up,
Moebius,
Ultra Naté,
Skaos,
Roy Ayers,
Sällskapet,
Country Teasers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eric Copeland,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare,
Aswad,
Eddi Front,
Marc Almond,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Count Five,
Harry Pussy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Massinfluence,
Masters at Work,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Monochrome Set,
Los Fastidios,
Q and Not U,
The Durutti Column,
Von Mondo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
New York Dolls,
Lower 48,
The Buckinghams,
Deadbeat,
AZ,
Fela Kuti,
Stereo Dub,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.