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 Montenegro and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Germs,
Amon Düül II,
Scion,
the Slits,
Funkadelic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Groovy Waters,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Young Rascals,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Gories,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
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Duran Duran,
The Saints,
Connie Case,
Lyres,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Iggy Pop,
Trumans Water,
Hasil Adkins,
Alice Coltrane,
Wally Richardson,
U.S. Maple,
Ronnie Foster,
Ponytail,
Judy Mowatt,
Blossom Toes,
Brick,
Eurythmics,
La Düsseldorf,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television Personalities,
Stereo Dub,
Bobby Byrd,
Amazonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Bill Near,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mission of Burma,
Don Cherry,
The Slits,
The Velvet Underground,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Blackbyrds,
Schoolly D,
The Moody Blues,
Peter and Kerry,
Bang On A Can,
Slick Rick,
Scratch Acid,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shuggie Otis,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.