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 Jordan 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Von Mondo to the jazz 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scientists,
Peter & Gordon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eli Mardock,
Bill Wells,
Technova,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Martian,
Scratch Acid,
Duran Duran,
Joyce Sims,
Agent Orange,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bronski Beat,
DJ Style,
Au Pairs,
E-Dancer,
Eric Dolphy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Subhumans,
The American Breed,
The Pretty Things,
T.S.O.L.,
Sam Rivers,
Stetsasonic,
The New Christs,
PIL,
Jacob Miller,
Aloha Tigers,
Todd Rundgren,
Stereo Dub,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pulsallama,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Association,
John Coltrane,
Lou Reed,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dennis Brown,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brand Nubian,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Halsall,
Con Funk Shun,
Soft Machine,
Ronnie Foster,
Little Man,
Tom Boy,
Sun City Girls,
Monks,
Tomorrow,
Youth Brigade,
Panda Bear,
June Days,
the Human League,
Rod Modell,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.