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 Israel and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 John Coltrane to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Motions,
A Certain Ratio,
Warren Ellis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Remains,
Talk Talk,
Babytalk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Quantec,
Absolute Body Control,
Soft Cell,
Ken Boothe,
John Lydon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Names,
The Gories,
Model 500,
Crispian St. Peters,
Y Pants,
Unwound,
Marvin Gaye,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skriet,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry's Kids,
Boz Scaggs,
Cameo,
Mars,
Black Bananas,
The Associates,
The Sonics,
the Association,
Dual Sessions,
Amon Düül,
The Leaves,
Altered Images,
The Victims,
the Bar-Kays,
Hoover,
10cc,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crooked Eye,
The Moleskins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Siglo XX,
Curtis Mayfield,
Clear Light,
Suicide,
Ten City,
Don Cherry,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.