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 Senegal and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Flipper to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Pharoah Sanders,
Echospace,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Bananas,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alice Coltrane,
Yazoo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bill Near,
The Residents,
Agitation Free,
Neil Young,
the Germs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kurtis Blow,
Kevin Saunderson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Walker Brothers,
Yaz,
Excepter,
8 Eyed Spy,
Derrick May,
Mars,
The Gories,
One Last Wish,
Royal Trux,
The Motions,
Essential Logic,
Whodini,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Silicon Teens,
The Grass Roots,
Brick,
Minutemen,
Ponytail,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Blues Magoos,
Country Teasers,
Henry Cow,
Frankie Knuckles,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Flipper,
Godley & Creme,
Althea and Donna,
MDC,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
a-ha,
Shuggie Otis,
Freddie Wadling,
Big Daddy Kane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Make Up,
Drive Like Jehu,
Theoretical Girls,
the Normal,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.