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 Indonesia and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Ken Boothe to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Japan,
Robert Görl,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crash Course in Science,
Fugazi,
Nils Olav,
Deadbeat,
T. Rex,
The Happenings,
David Axelrod,
Wings,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Martian,
Joensuu 1685,
Excepter,
Talk Talk,
Kayak,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Techniques,
Morten Harket,
The Selecter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Moss Icon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crooked Eye,
This Heat,
Alphaville,
Goldenarms,
Young Marble Giants,
Inner City,
The Knickerbockers,
Scott Walker,
DJ Style,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yazoo,
Terry Callier,
Davy DMX,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Surgeon,
Sandy B,
Janne Schatter,
Derrick Morgan,
Scratch Acid,
Lalann,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minny Pops,
Black Flag,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Robert Hood,
Juan Atkins,
The Fortunes,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Masters at Work,
Ponytail,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Little Man,
Altered Images,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.