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 Turkmenistan and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Ohio Players to the rock 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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Funkadelic,
Pere Ubu,
Babytalk,
The J.B.'s,
Eve St. Jones,
Inner City,
D'Angelo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Unwound,
The Moody Blues,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moss Icon,
John Cale,
the Fania All-Stars,
Crash Course in Science,
Duran Duran,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Angels of Light,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül II,
The Remains,
Sparks,
Con Funk Shun,
Arcadia,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dawn Penn,
The Modern Lovers,
Godley & Creme,
Eddi Front,
Skarface,
Unrelated Segments,
The Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
The Dirtbombs,
UT,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mummies,
Lightning Bolt,
Gabor Szabo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Pretty Things,
Underground Resistance,
Sam Rivers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Malaria!,
Rhythm & Sound,
Basic Channel,
Donny Hathaway,
Kenny Larkin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Happenings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.