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 Tajikistan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the theremin 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 Big Daddy Kane to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Martian,
Robert Hood,
Con Funk Shun,
Pylon,
Derrick Morgan,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gap Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deakin,
Zero Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
One Last Wish,
Prince Buster,
Chris Corsano,
Audionom,
Schoolly D,
Eli Mardock,
Basic Channel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Make Up,
Talk Talk,
Glenn Branca,
The Zeros,
The Neon Judgement,
The Moody Blues,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Leaves,
Surgeon,
Minny Pops,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Andrew Hill,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soulsonic Force,
Massinfluence,
Todd Terry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Raincoats,
Model 500,
Bizarre Inc.,
Negative Approach,
Stetsasonic,
Pierre Henry,
Funky Four + One,
Flamin' Groovies,
Avey Tare,
Thompson Twins,
Soul II Soul,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bluetip,
The Fugs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rakim,
The Seeds,
Can,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.