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 Czech Republic and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin 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 Donald Byrd to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Moby Grape,
Hashim,
Arcadia,
Nick Fraelich,
Icehouse,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roger Hodgson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Q and Not U,
Eve St. Jones,
Johnny Osbourne,
Technova,
Funkadelic,
Scratch Acid,
Roxette,
Urselle,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pussy Galore,
Jerry's Kids,
Carl Craig,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Monks,
E-Dancer,
The Selecter,
The Skatalites,
Deakin,
The Happenings,
Hasil Adkins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Monochrome Set,
Shuggie Otis,
Eli Mardock,
Charles Mingus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brand Nubian,
The Blackbyrds,
Steve Hackett,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nico,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Christie,
Black Sheep,
Cheater Slicks,
R.M.O.,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Freddie Wadling,
Maurizio,
Flipper,
Thee Headcoats,
Bill Wells,
Juan Atkins,
the Association,
Subhumans,
Fluxion,
The Evens,
Byron Stingily,
Leonard Cohen,
Albert Ayler,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nirvana,
Supertramp,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.