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 Kenya and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Alton Ellis,
Sexual Harrassment,
Barry Ungar,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
E-Dancer,
Avey Tare,
The Remains,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Terry,
Soft Machine,
Godley & Creme,
Yaz,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Happenings,
The Fuzztones,
This Heat,
Cheater Slicks,
Ponytail,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bill Near,
Jeff Mills,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Smoke,
Qualms,
Fatback Band,
In Retrospect,
These Immortal Souls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
kango's stein massive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arab on Radar,
Donald Byrd,
Japan,
Monks,
Das Ding,
Inner City,
Can,
Janne Schatter,
Fluxion,
The United States of America,
The Kinks,
Amazonics,
Lalo Schifrin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Invisible,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Visage,
The Move,
The J.B.'s,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mad Mike,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mission of Burma,
Ronnie Foster,
Make Up,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.