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 Chile and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Stetsasonic to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Reuben Wilson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Isaac Hayes,
Oneida,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Freddie Wadling,
Marc Almond,
LL Cool J,
Sly & The Family Stone,
a-ha,
Man Eating Sloth,
DJ Sneak,
Audionom,
Index,
the Human League,
Main Source,
Electric Prunes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Infiniti,
Joe Finger,
Roger Hodgson,
Shoche,
The Litter,
Minor Threat,
B.T. Express,
Jacques Brel,
Swans,
The Saints,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ice-T,
Cybotron,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed,
The Seeds,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rod Modell,
Whodini,
Graham Central Station,
Siglo XX,
The Motions,
This Heat,
Reagan Youth,
kango's stein massive,
Angry Samoans,
Pulsallama,
Eurythmics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Standells,
Trumans Water,
Fela Kuti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
World's Most,
The Trojans,
Andrew Hill,
Kevin Saunderson,
T. Rex,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.