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 Mali and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kool Moe Dee to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dual Sessions,
Pylon,
Franke,
Bill Near,
Eric Dolphy,
Lalann,
Echospace,
Johnny Clarke,
Toni Rubio,
Alton Ellis,
Urselle,
Dennis Brown,
The Gap Band,
Deepchord,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bill Wells,
Cal Tjader,
Sarah Menescal,
Warsaw,
The Trojans,
Magazine,
Heaven 17,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chrome,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crooked Eye,
This Heat,
Soft Cell,
Moebius,
The Count Five,
Flash Fearless,
FM Einheit,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fela Kuti,
Panda Bear,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Green,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Anakelly,
Young Marble Giants,
Pole,
Rotary Connection,
Marmalade,
The Gories,
Depeche Mode,
ABC,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Whodini,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Robert Görl,
Black Moon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Christie,
Camouflage,
Oneida,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tears for Fears,
Cecil Taylor,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.