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 Bangladesh and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kenny Larkin to the crunk 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sugar Minott,
Warsaw,
Talk Talk,
Cameo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Moon,
Anthony Braxton,
Porter Ricks,
Youth Brigade,
Pulsallama,
Intrusion,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Index,
Radiohead,
Peter & Gordon,
Clear Light,
Bauhaus,
The Litter,
Ultravox,
Hardrive,
Kurtis Blow,
ABC,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gladiators,
Alison Limerick,
Duran Duran,
New York Dolls,
Roxy Music,
Massinfluence,
MDC,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kenny Larkin,
Rites of Spring,
Bronski Beat,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Sonics,
This Heat,
kango's stein massive,
Dual Sessions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ituana,
Gong,
John Coltrane,
Moby Grape,
Mars,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed,
Pantytec,
Rosa Yemen,
The Residents,
Barbara Tucker,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Panda Bear,
Ornette Coleman,
Grey Daturas,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.