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 Seychelles 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ituana 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Neu!,
Sixth Finger,
Aloha Tigers,
Sällskapet,
Sarah Menescal,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Altered Images,
Animal Collective,
Spoonie Gee,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Cale,
UT,
the Bar-Kays,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pierre Henry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ohio Players,
The Standells,
June Days,
Derrick Morgan,
Althea and Donna,
Sandy B,
The Gun Club,
Crispian St. Peters,
Yellowson,
Niagra,
The Blackbyrds,
The Red Krayola,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
JFA,
Sex Pistols,
Excepter,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
DNA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moleskins,
Wings,
The Fugs,
Terry Callier,
Fatback Band,
Lalann,
This Heat,
Marcia Griffiths,
Magma,
The Sound,
Eddi Front,
Marine Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rod Modell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiopuhelimet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Quantec,
Electric Prunes,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.