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 Montenegro and from Mexico City.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 harpsichord 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 Delon & Dalcan to the disco 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Invisible,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delta 5,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lalann,
La Düsseldorf,
Mission of Burma,
Jeff Lynne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Misunderstood,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tommy Roe,
the Germs,
Mr. Review,
Johnny Osbourne,
JFA,
Mad Mike,
Agitation Free,
The Real Kids,
8 Eyed Spy,
DJ Style,
Marshall Jefferson,
June Days,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soul II Soul,
Fad Gadget,
Crispy Ambulance,
Yazoo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pharoah Sanders,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Alarm Clocks,
Buzzcocks,
Guru Guru,
Theoretical Girls,
Scion,
Liliput,
The Mummies,
Slick Rick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nico,
Moss Icon,
Animal Collective,
Jawbox,
The Searchers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Minutemen,
FM Einheit,
The Star Department,
Von Mondo,
The Busters,
Niagra,
Icehouse,
Susan Cadogan,
Faust,
Faraquet,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.