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 Hungary and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba 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 The Victims 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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
The Skatalites,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tres Demented,
Barbara Tucker,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Royal Trux,
John Cale,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Outsiders,
Roxette,
Flash Fearless,
The Searchers,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Slackers,
Sun Ra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DJ Sneak,
Eric Copeland,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Womack,
Black Pus,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Accadde A,
Janne Schatter,
Suburban Knight,
Joey Negro,
Soul II Soul,
Kayak,
Bobby Byrd,
Black Flag,
Wings,
Joensuu 1685,
Oblivians,
The Raincoats,
Kenny Larkin,
Bang On A Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Leaves,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Little Man,
Al Stewart,
Yellowson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jacob Miller,
Radiopuhelimet,
U.S. Maple,
Ultra Naté,
The Techniques,
Jeff Mills,
Heaven 17,
Boredoms,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Blues Magoos,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Swans,
Niagra,
Pantytec,
The Durutti Column,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.