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 Portugal 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
CMW,
Dennis Brown,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yaz,
Magazine,
8 Eyed Spy,
Newcleus,
Cheater Slicks,
Shuggie Otis,
Suburban Knight,
Lightning Bolt,
Fela Kuti,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bronski Beat,
Bill Near,
Minny Pops,
Fluxion,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hashim,
Letta Mbulu,
Young Marble Giants,
Bad Manners,
Eddi Front,
Drexciya,
Grauzone,
The Walker Brothers,
Little Man,
Organ,
Slick Rick,
Steve Hackett,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eli Mardock,
U.S. Maple,
Jeff Lynne,
Make Up,
Parry Music,
Thee Headcoats,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Moleskins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tom Boy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Index,
Scientists,
Kurtis Blow,
The Last Poets,
Rekid,
New Age Steppers,
Lakeside,
Robert Wyatt,
Surgeon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.