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 Congo and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sonic Youth,
Surgeon,
Minnie Riperton,
Jandek,
Adolescents,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Vogues,
Joensuu 1685,
Faust,
Faraquet,
Sandy B,
Oblivians,
Organ,
Simply Red,
Blake Baxter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Second Layer,
Hoover,
Jacques Brel,
The Skatalites,
Moby Grape,
Erykah Badu,
Panda Bear,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Bar-Kays,
The Barracudas,
Stereo Dub,
The Cure,
Infiniti,
The Grass Roots,
Saccharine Trust,
Sun Ra,
Reagan Youth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Moebius,
Kerri Chandler,
Fad Gadget,
Porter Ricks,
FM Einheit,
Andrew Hill,
The Five Americans,
June of 44,
Pussy Galore,
This Heat,
Bauhaus,
Franke,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sound Behaviour,
Davy DMX,
Chris Corsano,
Alison Limerick,
Suicide,
Visage,
Pulsallama,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.