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 Dominica and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Bill Near to the disco 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Minutemen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Procol Harum,
Iggy Pop,
Theoretical Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Make Up,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hashim,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Cowsills,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Brass Construction,
Mantronix,
The Zeros,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mission of Burma,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Suicide,
Tommy Roe,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Severed Heads,
Khruangbin,
Skriet,
The Searchers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Litter,
Masters at Work,
EPMD,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sun City Girls,
Yaz,
Technova,
Dennis Brown,
Sugar Minott,
The Move,
Ituana,
Surgeon,
Cecil Taylor,
Quantec,
Barry Ungar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Association,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Supertramp,
Idris Muhammad,
The Moleskins,
ABBA,
Sight & Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
Matthew Halsall,
Symarip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.