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 Cameroon and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the 808 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 Robert Wyatt to the crunk 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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Finger,
The Gun Club,
Dual Sessions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dead C,
The United States of America,
In Retrospect,
Anthony Braxton,
Wire,
Agitation Free,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Audionom,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobby Byrd,
Mr. Review,
Pagans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Das Ding,
Neu!,
Negative Approach,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare,
Sandy B,
Con Funk Shun,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
AZ,
Public Enemy,
Mars,
Suburban Knight,
Tommy Roe,
Circle Jerks,
Tubeway Army,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nick Fraelich,
Animal Collective,
MC5,
Alison Limerick,
Pussy Galore,
Average White Band,
the Germs,
Monolake,
The Litter,
Alice Coltrane,
Groovy Waters,
Technova,
Quando Quango,
Junior Murvin,
Scion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Smiths,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tom Boy,
Scrapy,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays,
Nas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Isaac Hayes,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.