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 Jordan 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Index to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sparks,
Monks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ponytail,
The Doors,
Donald Byrd,
Cybotron,
Roxette,
the Normal,
John Cale,
Bush Tetras,
D'Angelo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Moebius,
Amon Düül,
Alphaville,
Funky Four + One,
Fear,
Jeff Lynne,
Laurel Aitken,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yellowson,
Joy Division,
Rekid,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ken Boothe,
The Fall,
Dark Day,
Surgeon,
The Blues Magoos,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kayak,
Ultra Naté,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Schoolly D,
Black Flag,
Bronski Beat,
The Selecter,
Boz Scaggs,
Scan 7,
The Busters,
Marc Almond,
Sällskapet,
Eurythmics,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Moon,
Carl Craig,
Camouflage,
Lungfish,
Eric Copeland,
Prince Buster,
Moss Icon,
Groovy Waters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Royal Trux,
Soulsonic Force,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Birthday Party,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Golliwogs,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.