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 Iran and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Public Enemy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Zero Boys,
June of 44,
Cymande,
Idris Muhammad,
Main Source,
Jacques Brel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Magma,
Girls At Our Best!,
kango's stein massive,
The Monochrome Set,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
R.M.O.,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cowsills,
Mission of Burma,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Invisible,
Lalo Schifrin,
Underground Resistance,
Gil Scott Heron,
Vainqueur,
Icehouse,
Mandrill,
Crooked Eye,
Fatback Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Glenn Branca,
Don Cherry,
Guru Guru,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
June Days,
Minutemen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Peter & Gordon,
The Wake,
The Velvet Underground,
Susan Cadogan,
Lindisfarne,
Quantec,
New York Dolls,
Urselle,
Mantronix,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobby Womack,
Sonic Youth,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-101,
OOIOO,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mo-Dettes,
Bluetip,
Schoolly D,
Amazonics,
Eddi Front,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Leaves,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.