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 United States and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Kurtis Blow,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Martian,
The Dave Clark Five,
Guru Guru,
Essential Logic,
Thompson Twins,
James White and The Blacks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Letta Mbulu,
Masters at Work,
the Human League,
Brass Construction,
Kerri Chandler,
Jeff Mills,
Absolute Body Control,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
MC5,
In Retrospect,
Cheater Slicks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yusef Lateef,
Ice-T,
The Cramps,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter & Gordon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moebius,
U.S. Maple,
kango's stein massive,
The Skatalites,
Swans,
The Fire Engines,
Los Fastidios,
Pet Shop Boys,
Shoche,
Ultra Naté,
Mars,
the Germs,
The Buckinghams,
New York Dolls,
Davy DMX,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Anakelly,
The Neon Judgement,
Isaac Hayes,
The Pretty Things,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bootsy Collins,
Alice Coltrane,
Eric Copeland,
John Cale,
The Saints,
Shuggie Otis,
The Motions,
The Offenders,
Pierre Henry,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Animal Collective,
The Toasters,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.