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 Mexico and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Donny Hathaway to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bob Dylan,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Godley & Creme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ludus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Inner City,
Joe Finger,
Blake Baxter,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dual Sessions,
Kevin Saunderson,
Circle Jerks,
Letta Mbulu,
Grauzone,
Idris Muhammad,
Connie Case,
Agent Orange,
Motorama,
Robert Wyatt,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Liliput,
Skriet,
The Neon Judgement,
Aaron Thompson,
Shoche,
In Retrospect,
Fatback Band,
Lower 48,
Pere Ubu,
Judy Mowatt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Little Man,
Moebius,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hasil Adkins,
Sparks,
Mars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grandmaster Flash,
Minor Threat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
cv313,
Neil Young,
The Mummies,
New York Dolls,
Maurizio,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Byron Stingily,
Eli Mardock,
The Fugs,
Vladislav Delay,
10cc,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.