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 Moldova and from Delhi.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare 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 Sight & Sound to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Sparks,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lindisfarne,
Iggy Pop,
Deadbeat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Spoonie Gee,
Metal Thangz,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Maurizio,
Chris & Cosey,
Marc Almond,
Laurel Aitken,
Robert Görl,
David Axelrod,
Essential Logic,
Von Mondo,
Jandek,
Visage,
Nirvana,
Franke,
Nas,
Ten City,
The New Christs,
Guru Guru,
Black Moon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Shadows of Knight,
Suburban Knight,
Smog,
Easy Going,
Hardrive,
The Divine Comedy,
The Slits,
Jimmy McGriff,
cv313,
Lower 48,
Anakelly,
The Gories,
Grauzone,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
World's Most,
Arab on Radar,
Moss Icon,
The Moleskins,
Outsiders,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gastr Del Sol,
Niagra,
Brick,
The Fire Engines,
The Real Kids,
Jerry's Kids,
Das Ding,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.