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 Philippines and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 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 Morten Harket to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Los Fastidios,
Smog,
Monolake,
Mantronix,
Schoolly D,
Pantaleimon,
Country Teasers,
Liliput,
Rosa Yemen,
The Monks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Danielle Patucci,
Carl Craig,
Erasure,
Pierre Henry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Moby Grape,
Jacques Brel,
June of 44,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sandy B,
Eric B and Rakim,
EPMD,
Thompson Twins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Amon Düül,
Buzzcocks,
Magma,
Jeff Mills,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Black Dice,
The Toasters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barrington Levy,
Man Parrish,
The Divine Comedy,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Laurel Aitken,
The Saints,
Lee Hazlewood,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Delta 5,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alphaville,
Henry Cow,
Joey Negro,
Warsaw,
Visage,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kerri Chandler,
John Holt,
Eden Ahbez,
Yaz,
F. McDonald,
Donny Hathaway,
The Index,
The Happenings,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bluetip,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.