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 Mali and from Stockholm.
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 Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Shadows of Knight to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Livin' Joy,
Prince Buster,
The Human League,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick May,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
10cc,
Alphaville,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yazoo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Crime,
Das Ding,
Darondo,
Pierre Henry,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Morten Harket,
Isaac Hayes,
Thompson Twins,
ABC,
World's Most,
Boredoms,
The Dead C,
The Electric Prunes,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Birthday Party,
Second Layer,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Colin Newman,
Wire,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Amazonics,
EPMD,
Delon & Dalcan,
Country Teasers,
Flash Fearless,
Stetsasonic,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Camberwell Now,
Cecil Taylor,
The Walker Brothers,
Ludus,
the Sonics,
The Trojans,
Mission of Burma,
Rod Modell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultra Naté,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hoover,
Unrelated Segments,
The Angels of Light,
Pulsallama,
Bush Tetras,
The Cure,
Shoche,
X-102,
New Order,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.