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 Jamaica and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Alice Coltrane to the crunk 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Monks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fugs,
Little Man,
Babytalk,
Skaos,
Derrick Morgan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Qualms,
Alton Ellis,
Dave Gahan,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Modern Lovers,
Bob Dylan,
Skarface,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joyce Sims,
Metal Thangz,
the Slits,
The Gun Club,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Flag,
John Cale,
David McCallum,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Section 25,
Godley & Creme,
Warren Ellis,
Connie Case,
Lindisfarne,
Leonard Cohen,
Agitation Free,
Gabor Szabo,
Deepchord,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nirvana,
Gil Scott Heron,
10cc,
Theoretical Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bill Wells,
Reuben Wilson,
Scott Walker,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Quando Quango,
ABC,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Thompson Twins,
Kas Product,
Gang Green,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dual Sessions,
Charles Mingus,
the Association,
Ice-T,
The Trojans,
Todd Rundgren,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.