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 Belgium and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Adolescents,
The Happenings,
The Motions,
Don Cherry,
Make Up,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crime,
Skaos,
Das Ding,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hardrive,
Cal Tjader,
Rakim,
Blake Baxter,
Stetsasonic,
This Heat,
Juan Atkins,
Yazoo,
Reuben Wilson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lower 48,
The Human League,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
James White and The Blacks,
The Trojans,
Tomorrow,
Joyce Sims,
Schoolly D,
Tommy Roe,
The Smiths,
Janne Schatter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bizarre Inc.,
Theoretical Girls,
The Count Five,
Wire,
Colin Newman,
June Days,
Alphaville,
Nation of Ulysses,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Althea and Donna,
Man Eating Sloth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Germs,
Animal Collective,
Eric Copeland,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lungfish,
Cecil Taylor,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fad Gadget,
Panda Bear,
Black Sheep,
Eve St. Jones,
Skriet,
Soft Cell,
Stiv Bators,
Icehouse,
The American Breed,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.