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 Jordan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scientists to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
New Age Steppers,
Barrington Levy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cluster,
Flipper,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Sheep,
D'Angelo,
The Divine Comedy,
Steve Hackett,
Roy Ayers,
Tomorrow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joe Finger,
The Flesh Eaters,
Stereo Dub,
Fugazi,
K-Klass,
Au Pairs,
Gichy Dan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Names,
Erykah Badu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sarah Menescal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Grauzone,
Funkadelic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oblivians,
Byron Stingily,
Pylon,
Arcadia,
Nation of Ulysses,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tres Demented,
The Smiths,
The Mummies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fuzztones,
The Moody Blues,
H. Thieme,
Derrick Morgan,
Ossler,
Aswad,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Boredoms,
Parry Music,
Harry Pussy,
T. Rex,
Dual Sessions,
These Immortal Souls,
DJ Sneak,
Ludus,
Wolf Eyes,
The Motions,
Clear Light,
Deakin,
Yusef Lateef,
Ronnie Foster,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.