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 Kyrgyzstan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
The Sonics,
Pylon,
Television Personalities,
The Stooges,
The Doobie Brothers,
Q and Not U,
These Immortal Souls,
Erykah Badu,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joensuu 1685,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Unrelated Segments,
The Pretty Things,
Crash Course in Science,
Eric Dolphy,
Inner City,
Mr. Review,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Womack,
Donald Byrd,
AZ,
Monks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hoover,
Faust,
Severed Heads,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sister Nancy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sound Behaviour,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fortunes,
Freddie Wadling,
U.S. Maple,
John Coltrane,
Sex Pistols,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arthur Verocai,
Bluetip,
Groovy Waters,
Davy DMX,
The Wake,
Oneida,
Albert Ayler,
Magazine,
The Standells,
Spandau Ballet,
Royal Trux,
Cal Tjader,
Scott Walker,
Bizarre Inc.,
One Last Wish,
ABBA,
Roxette,
Bad Manners,
Lindisfarne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.