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 Tonga and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The American Breed to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Yellowson,
Jeff Mills,
Deepchord,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Womack,
The Selecter,
Newcleus,
Minnie Riperton,
the Germs,
Chris Corsano,
John Foxx,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Theoretical Girls,
The Beau Brummels,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Birthday Party,
The Index,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeff Lynne,
Sun City Girls,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The United States of America,
Matthew Bourne,
Byron Stingily,
Bauhaus,
Crooked Eye,
Sandy B,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sonic Youth,
Tomorrow,
Eli Mardock,
Sex Pistols,
The Monochrome Set,
Aloha Tigers,
kango's stein massive,
Graham Central Station,
Make Up,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skaos,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grauzone,
Drexciya,
Lou Reed,
U.S. Maple,
Jacques Brel,
Groovy Waters,
The Busters,
Hashim,
The Tremeloes,
The Golliwogs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Todd Terry,
Arthur Verocai,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
FM Einheit,
The Gun Club,
Jerry's Kids,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.