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 Mauritius and from Jakarta.
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 New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Graham Central Station to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings 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?
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Sheep,
Lou Christie,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Birthday Party,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Slackers,
Connie Case,
Cymande,
Erykah Badu,
The Barracudas,
David Bowie,
Ten City,
Gang Gang Dance,
Chrome,
Parry Music,
Byron Stingily,
X-102,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liliput,
Lungfish,
Au Pairs,
The United States of America,
Mad Mike,
Animal Collective,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Smoke,
Bluetip,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tubeway Army,
Bronski Beat,
Stereo Dub,
The Gap Band,
Minutemen,
Gang Starr,
John Cale,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Trojans,
Slave,
Aaron Thompson,
Zapp,
Scan 7,
The Searchers,
Andrew Hill,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Remains,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Human League,
Lightning Bolt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kool Moe Dee,
Warsaw,
10cc,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Index,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.