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 Mali and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 MDC to the punk 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
The Fuzztones,
Scrapy,
Tubeway Army,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eurythmics,
The Raincoats,
MC5,
The Detroit Cobras,
ABC,
Minny Pops,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Accadde A,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
LL Cool J,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Masters at Work,
Can,
Ultra Naté,
X-101,
Second Layer,
Animal Collective,
The Fall,
Boredoms,
Amon Düül,
The Stooges,
Thee Headcoats,
The Pop Group,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cameo,
Fad Gadget,
Television,
Donald Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Zapp,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aswad,
Cheater Slicks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aural Exciters,
L. Decosne,
Brand Nubian,
Dennis Brown,
Eddi Front,
Barrington Levy,
Marvin Gaye,
8 Eyed Spy,
James White and The Blacks,
Bill Near,
Bang On A Can,
Donny Hathaway,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Section 25,
Scientists,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joy Division,
Ponytail,
Make Up,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.