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 Angola and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lightning Bolt to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Johnny Clarke,
The Evens,
Alice Coltrane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ponytail,
The Litter,
Scan 7,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sarah Menescal,
Blossom Toes,
Crash Course in Science,
The Mojo Men,
Scion,
Lalann,
Cybotron,
Lucky Dragons,
Quantec,
Crooked Eye,
the Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Erykah Badu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sight & Sound,
The Young Rascals,
Chris & Cosey,
Leonard Cohen,
Oneida,
Audionom,
Excepter,
Sun City Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Massinfluence,
The Invisible,
Infiniti,
Section 25,
DJ Style,
Eve St. Jones,
The Motions,
the Sonics,
Warsaw,
New Age Steppers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fear,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Neil Young,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Holt,
The Kinks,
Fluxion,
Gabor Szabo,
Qualms,
Popol Vuh,
Con Funk Shun,
Bootsy Collins,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.