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 Tuvalu and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the jazz 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Nico,
Patti Smith,
Eric Dolphy,
Michelle Simonal,
Dave Gahan,
Althea and Donna,
Scrapy,
H. Thieme,
DJ Style,
Suicide,
Ossler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fuzztones,
John Holt,
Brick,
cv313,
Jeff Mills,
Can,
Massinfluence,
Janne Schatter,
Alison Limerick,
The Cramps,
B.T. Express,
Henry Cow,
Sonny Sharrock,
Procol Harum,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cal Tjader,
Amon Düül II,
Mars,
The Angels of Light,
The Monochrome Set,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Move,
In Retrospect,
Robert Hood,
Swans,
Joensuu 1685,
Ice-T,
Livin' Joy,
Half Japanese,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Vainqueur,
Johnny Osbourne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hoover,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Don Cherry,
Excepter,
The Neon Judgement,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Blues Magoos,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Lower 48,
Lucky Dragons,
Aloha Tigers,
Stereo Dub,
Pussy Galore,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.