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 Sudan and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Negative Approach to the funk 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Brass Construction,
Parry Music,
Alice Coltrane,
Ohio Players,
Wire,
Brothers Johnson,
Half Japanese,
Robert Wyatt,
Michelle Simonal,
R.M.O.,
Bob Dylan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Index,
This Heat,
Schoolly D,
John Lydon,
The Beau Brummels,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stiv Bators,
The Litter,
Erasure,
Sight & Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Frankie Knuckles,
David McCallum,
Ice-T,
Pharoah Sanders,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gun Club,
Roxette,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Maurizio,
Reagan Youth,
X-102,
E-Dancer,
Bill Wells,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Moon,
the Germs,
Alton Ellis,
Monks,
the Soft Cell,
La Düsseldorf,
Boz Scaggs,
Supertramp,
LL Cool J,
Joensuu 1685,
B.T. Express,
Popol Vuh,
T.S.O.L.,
DJ Style,
Flipper,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sparks,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.