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 Iceland and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Visage,
H. Thieme,
La Düsseldorf,
Chris Corsano,
The Tremeloes,
Quadrant,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ponytail,
Pantytec,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fuzztones,
Pet Shop Boys,
ABC,
Oblivians,
EPMD,
Dave Gahan,
The Martian,
Kool Moe Dee,
Blossom Toes,
Black Flag,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Procol Harum,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
MDC,
The Slackers,
Liliput,
Scratch Acid,
Shuggie Otis,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter & Gordon,
Thompson Twins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jeff Lynne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Janne Schatter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Wake,
Charles Mingus,
Gichy Dan,
Electric Prunes,
Inner City,
Sixth Finger,
The Dirtbombs,
Scion,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fatback Band,
Unwound,
the Slits,
Bobby Byrd,
Aloha Tigers,
Kayak,
Panda Bear,
New York Dolls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.