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 Spain and from Sao Paulo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Eric Dolphy to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sam Rivers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yellowson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Charles Mingus,
Lindisfarne,
Isaac Hayes,
Soulsonic Force,
The Martian,
Dark Day,
The Slits,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
F. McDonald,
Hasil Adkins,
cv313,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Starr,
Erykah Badu,
Soul II Soul,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Pop Group,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Halsall,
Carl Craig,
The Pretty Things,
John Lydon,
Joe Finger,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Moss Icon,
Cluster,
Jawbox,
Davy DMX,
Q and Not U,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Velvet Underground,
Maurizio,
The Blues Magoos,
Sandy B,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Black Dice,
Magma,
The Grass Roots,
Judy Mowatt,
Howard Jones,
Severed Heads,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gastr Del Sol,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Joe Smooth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rosa Yemen,
Hot Snakes,
Joyce Sims,
LL Cool J,
The Stooges,
Accadde A,
Babytalk,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.