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 Ivory Coast and from Paris.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Judy Mowatt to the crunk 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Sugar Minott,
Matthew Halsall,
The Toasters,
Leonard Cohen,
Josef K,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pole,
David Axelrod,
Donny Hathaway,
John Cale,
The Remains,
Sister Nancy,
the Slits,
The United States of America,
Anthony Braxton,
The Move,
Bad Manners,
Todd Terry,
Negative Approach,
The Fortunes,
Godley & Creme,
Arthur Verocai,
Lightning Bolt,
Intrusion,
Infiniti,
Make Up,
Cameo,
The New Christs,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Pus,
Camberwell Now,
Charles Mingus,
Marmalade,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rakim,
The Kinks,
Bobby Byrd,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Standells,
Pagans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Index,
Q65,
Half Japanese,
Babytalk,
Royal Trux,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Mills,
Flipper,
The Names,
Harpers Bizarre,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Interpol,
Rod Modell,
Colin Newman,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sarah Menescal,
Roxy Music,
In Retrospect,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.