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 Qatar and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator 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 Pere Ubu to the disco 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Panda Bear,
Moby Grape,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pylon,
Q65,
Gil Scott Heron,
Reuben Wilson,
Hardrive,
Black Pus,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
Can,
Yazoo,
X-101,
Scott Walker,
E-Dancer,
Urselle,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kurtis Blow,
The Happenings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blake Baxter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lightning Bolt,
Organ,
Dave Gahan,
Isaac Hayes,
Talk Talk,
Simply Red,
Ituana,
Cabaret Voltaire,
New Age Steppers,
Fela Kuti,
Public Enemy,
Bush Tetras,
Flipper,
The Neon Judgement,
The Tremeloes,
The Fortunes,
Excepter,
Spandau Ballet,
Neil Young,
Joensuu 1685,
The Names,
Amon Düül II,
Crooked Eye,
The Dirtbombs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sparks,
Sun Ra,
Drive Like Jehu,
DNA,
Freddie Wadling,
Lucky Dragons,
Cecil Taylor,
Cymande,
Saccharine Trust,
Radiohead,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.