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 Sweden and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 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 Quantec to the techno 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Techniques,
Glenn Branca,
Monolake,
Kurtis Blow,
Skriet,
Godley & Creme,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Flag,
Connie Case,
In Retrospect,
cv313,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Tremeloes,
Jerry's Kids,
The Black Dice,
Jeff Lynne,
Donny Hathaway,
Pere Ubu,
Brothers Johnson,
Bill Near,
Scrapy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Metal Thangz,
The Slackers,
The Count Five,
Sam Rivers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Erykah Badu,
Agent Orange,
Infiniti,
The Beau Brummels,
Absolute Body Control,
Aswad,
the Bar-Kays,
Tres Demented,
Traffic Nightmare,
Donald Byrd,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arab on Radar,
Oblivians,
Wolf Eyes,
Qualms,
Cymande,
The Detroit Cobras,
Y Pants,
Ultravox,
Pantaleimon,
Fatback Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Leonard Cohen,
Clear Light,
X-101,
Derrick Morgan,
Quadrant,
World's Most,
Brick,
The Dead C,
Electric Prunes,
Q and Not U,
DJ Style,
Minnie Riperton,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.