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 Israel and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Hot Snakes to the techno 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Barry Ungar,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Drive Like Jehu,
T. Rex,
Cluster,
Mad Mike,
Mark Hollis,
The Neon Judgement,
Tomorrow,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ten City,
Michelle Simonal,
Porter Ricks,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pet Shop Boys,
Anakelly,
DJ Sneak,
Matthew Bourne,
Maleditus Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Josef K,
Bobby Byrd,
The Techniques,
Marmalade,
Harmonia,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rekid,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Don Cherry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Blossom Toes,
Scott Walker,
The Grass Roots,
The Offenders,
The Busters,
Bobby Womack,
Erykah Badu,
X-101,
Brass Construction,
David Axelrod,
Index,
Grey Daturas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Marc Almond,
Jeru the Damaja,
Simply Red,
Suburban Knight,
Gong,
Scrapy,
Sun City Girls,
Yellowson,
Dave Gahan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eve St. Jones,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.