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 Azerbaijan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb 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 Minor Threat 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
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,
Gerry Rafferty,
Clear Light,
Tomorrow,
Main Source,
Pantytec,
Godley & Creme,
Sixth Finger,
Iggy Pop,
Crash Course in Science,
Darondo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Smoke,
Sandy B,
Banda Bassotti,
Yazoo,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sparks,
Qualms,
Schoolly D,
Marine Girls,
Black Pus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grauzone,
Black Moon,
Half Japanese,
Black Bananas,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Althea and Donna,
The Five Americans,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter and Kerry,
OOIOO,
MDC,
Joey Negro,
The Dirtbombs,
Flash Fearless,
The Beau Brummels,
Donald Byrd,
Quadrant,
cv313,
The Martian,
Robert Görl,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cowsills,
Essential Logic,
Smog,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Womack,
X-102,
Reuben Wilson,
Technova,
Robert Hood,
Aswad,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.