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 Gabon and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scratch Acid to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Gap Band,
Boredoms,
Lightning Bolt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nik Kershaw,
Glenn Branca,
The Pop Group,
The Moody Blues,
The Evens,
Terry Callier,
Television,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magazine,
New Age Steppers,
Young Marble Giants,
Royal Trux,
Marmalade,
The Selecter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Khruangbin,
Ossler,
Tommy Roe,
The Velvet Underground,
Danielle Patucci,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacques Brel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Amon Düül II,
Skaos,
Don Cherry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Maleditus Sound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
MC5,
Whodini,
Kayak,
Mandrill,
Big Daddy Kane,
Skriet,
Black Pus,
Y Pants,
Sandy B,
The Vogues,
Nirvana,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Livin' Joy,
Q65,
Siglo XX,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Masters at Work,
10cc,
Todd Terry,
Robert Görl,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fuzztones,
Soft Cell,
Public Enemy,
Bootsy Collins,
The Star Department,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.