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 East Timor and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Max Romeo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Motorama,
Bill Wells,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kayak,
Amon Düül II,
The Leaves,
Janne Schatter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pierre Henry,
Dual Sessions,
Adolescents,
Fat Boys,
Ornette Coleman,
Roxy Music,
Youth Brigade,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fall,
the Slits,
The Techniques,
Symarip,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gichy Dan,
Smog,
T.S.O.L.,
Khruangbin,
Barbara Tucker,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Misunderstood,
Banda Bassotti,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang Starr,
Kurtis Blow,
Scott Walker,
Subhumans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sarah Menescal,
Flipper,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Soft Cell,
Monks,
Procol Harum,
The Kinks,
The Busters,
The Motions,
The Fuzztones,
Franke,
World's Most,
The Cure,
The Dead C,
The Remains,
Junior Murvin,
China Crisis,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.