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 Haiti and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Minutemen to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
KRS-One,
Au Pairs,
Warsaw,
The Names,
New Age Steppers,
Avey Tare,
Audionom,
The Barracudas,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Quando Quango,
Joey Negro,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ossler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Second Layer,
Funkadelic,
Funky Four + One,
the Human League,
Davy DMX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Radio Birdman,
Sugar Minott,
Hoover,
Harmonia,
Average White Band,
Aural Exciters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kaleidoscope,
Lungfish,
Porter Ricks,
Cecil Taylor,
Radiopuhelimet,
Livin' Joy,
Robert Wyatt,
Flash Fearless,
The Martian,
Pere Ubu,
Neu!,
the Germs,
Max Romeo,
Dual Sessions,
The Divine Comedy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerri Chandler,
Stereo Dub,
Bobby Sherman,
Minutemen,
JFA,
Stetsasonic,
Jawbox,
Franke,
A Certain Ratio,
Rufus Thomas,
Spoonie Gee,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.