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 Equatorial Guinea and from Lille.
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 Taipei and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jeff Lynne to the grime 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Franke,
In Retrospect,
The Happenings,
Barry Ungar,
the Normal,
Derrick Morgan,
La Düsseldorf,
MDC,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Doors,
Motorama,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Agent Orange,
The Velvet Underground,
Davy DMX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gang Green,
Oneida,
Faust,
The Gories,
The Gap Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Roxette,
Quando Quango,
Black Pus,
Jandek,
Pole,
The J.B.'s,
Pierre Henry,
Boz Scaggs,
Glenn Branca,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Smog,
Delon & Dalcan,
This Heat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mantronix,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minor Threat,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scott Walker,
Hot Snakes,
Section 25,
H. Thieme,
Yaz,
Wings,
Patti Smith,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lakeside,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
David Axelrod,
Judy Mowatt,
Loose Ends,
One Last Wish,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.