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 Somalia and from Columbus.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fatback Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Das Ding,
The Monks,
Bad Manners,
The Searchers,
The Zeros,
Morten Harket,
Cymande,
Ken Boothe,
Make Up,
Alphaville,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Cale,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Juan Atkins,
Motorama,
Dave Gahan,
Todd Terry,
Traffic Nightmare,
Freddie Wadling,
The Electric Prunes,
Brass Construction,
The Star Department,
Cecil Taylor,
The Raincoats,
Iggy Pop,
The Wake,
Schoolly D,
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Ludus,
New York Dolls,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Flamin' Groovies,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Litter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ultra Naté,
Infiniti,
Erykah Badu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ronan,
Ponytail,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Grass Roots,
Bizarre Inc.,
Idris Muhammad,
The Remains,
Yazoo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Magma,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.