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 Malawi and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Velvet Underground,
The Happenings,
the Bar-Kays,
Agitation Free,
Suburban Knight,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hardrive,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flipper,
MC5,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Junior Murvin,
Arthur Verocai,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Holt,
Technova,
This Heat,
Spandau Ballet,
One Last Wish,
Leonard Cohen,
Letta Mbulu,
The Busters,
Nas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vladislav Delay,
Lucky Dragons,
Schoolly D,
Amon Düül II,
Glenn Branca,
Index,
Subhumans,
Alphaville,
Ultra Naté,
The Real Kids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sandy B,
Maleditus Sound,
Eurythmics,
Siglo XX,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Smiths,
Scan 7,
Scrapy,
Avey Tare,
Khruangbin,
Desert Stars,
Rites of Spring,
Symarip,
Easy Going,
Shuggie Otis,
Al Stewart,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sugar Minott,
Hot Snakes,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.