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 United States and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Masters at Work,
Moebius,
Alton Ellis,
Severed Heads,
Charles Mingus,
Nirvana,
Erasure,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sarah Menescal,
June of 44,
the Slits,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deadbeat,
The Doors,
Gabor Szabo,
The Blackbyrds,
Duran Duran,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fatback Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Fugazi,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Los Fastidios,
Aaron Thompson,
China Crisis,
Lou Reed,
Agitation Free,
Flipper,
Harry Pussy,
The Wake,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Golliwogs,
Davy DMX,
David Axelrod,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Flag,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Susan Cadogan,
Von Mondo,
Neil Young,
Banda Bassotti,
Girls At Our Best!,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fear,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fluxion,
Eddi Front,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shoche,
KRS-One,
The Techniques,
Minor Threat,
Sex Pistols,
Lucky Dragons,
Sällskapet,
Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak,
Godley & Creme,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.