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 Finland and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 DJ Style to the grunge 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
DJ Sneak,
Mars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Tremeloes,
Junior Murvin,
Peter and Kerry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Unrelated Segments,
Public Image Ltd.,
Alison Limerick,
Second Layer,
Terry Callier,
Rod Modell,
Alphaville,
Patti Smith,
Byron Stingily,
Radio Birdman,
Archie Shepp,
Anthony Braxton,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Agent Orange,
Rotary Connection,
The Move,
Amon Düül II,
Lower 48,
David Axelrod,
Procol Harum,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rakim,
Hashim,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rites of Spring,
Visage,
Bobby Sherman,
Pierre Henry,
Moby Grape,
Mandrill,
Erykah Badu,
Ice-T,
Marmalade,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Leonard Cohen,
The Black Dice,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Absolute Body Control,
Yaz,
Das Ding,
Animal Collective,
Quadrant,
Section 25,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quando Quango,
Lalo Schifrin,
LL Cool J,
Soulsonic Force,
The Happenings,
Altered Images,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.