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 Jamaica and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rekid to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Moleskins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Harmonia,
the Slits,
Danielle Patucci,
Mars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fall,
James White and The Blacks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Can,
R.M.O.,
Mo-Dettes,
The Mojo Men,
Alice Coltrane,
JFA,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Outsiders,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gap Band,
Interpol,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gabor Szabo,
Skarface,
Cymande,
Section 25,
Nick Fraelich,
Rod Modell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Sonics,
The Doors,
Altered Images,
Nation of Ulysses,
Slick Rick,
A Certain Ratio,
Loose Ends,
Dawn Penn,
Carl Craig,
Flipper,
Marc Almond,
Television,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Smiths,
Audionom,
Althea and Donna,
The New Christs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Newcleus,
Derrick Morgan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Shuggie Otis,
Joensuu 1685,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.