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 Nigeria and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Organ to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
X-101,
Tears for Fears,
Cal Tjader,
Swell Maps,
Erasure,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New Age Steppers,
Section 25,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Blackbyrds,
Cluster,
Von Mondo,
Urselle,
The Names,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rites of Spring,
Lyres,
Yazoo,
Fela Kuti,
Judy Mowatt,
Panda Bear,
The Moleskins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Holt,
DJ Style,
Hoover,
F. McDonald,
Robert Görl,
Crispian St. Peters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Sneak,
Magazine,
Rod Modell,
Peter & Gordon,
Minor Threat,
cv313,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pantytec,
Faraquet,
KRS-One,
Talk Talk,
The Kinks,
Supertramp,
Darondo,
The Doobie Brothers,
In Retrospect,
Lungfish,
The Fire Engines,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dirtbombs,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Pretty Things,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Susan Cadogan,
The Offenders,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül,
Sound Behaviour,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.