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 Nigeria and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Slick Rick to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Lee Hazlewood,
The J.B.'s,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultra Naté,
Colin Newman,
Tubeway Army,
Nirvana,
Scion,
ABBA,
Kerrie Biddell,
Livin' Joy,
Tres Demented,
Depeche Mode,
Man Eating Sloth,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobby Womack,
Fluxion,
The Cramps,
Rufus Thomas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Coltrane,
Sun Ra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Mo-Dettes,
Sound Behaviour,
Darondo,
The Raincoats,
Oneida,
Roxette,
Masters at Work,
The Electric Prunes,
Sparks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bluetip,
The Music Machine,
Yusef Lateef,
Stetsasonic,
The Fuzztones,
Chrome,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
10cc,
Joey Negro,
Suburban Knight,
Rosa Yemen,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Smiths,
Mission of Burma,
Lakeside,
Eden Ahbez,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zero Boys,
Echospace,
The Five Americans,
Deepchord,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
June Days,
Parry Music,
Mandrill,
Panda Bear,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.