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 Cambodia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the crunk 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans 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?
Yazoo,
Organ,
Moebius,
Nirvana,
the Sonics,
the Human League,
Kas Product,
Quantec,
Lakeside,
Ituana,
Stiv Bators,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pharoah Sanders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Todd Terry,
Simply Red,
Wings,
Black Flag,
Pylon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grauzone,
The Real Kids,
JFA,
Ultra Naté,
Cal Tjader,
The Velvet Underground,
The Victims,
Absolute Body Control,
Carl Craig,
Cecil Taylor,
Funkadelic,
Country Teasers,
Gang Starr,
Audionom,
The Zeros,
Flipper,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Q and Not U,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Seeds,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Germs,
10cc,
Slick Rick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terry Callier,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Erasure,
Bobby Womack,
Infiniti,
Ten City,
Marc Almond,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun Ra,
David Axelrod,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deakin,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Young Rascals,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.