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 Mauritius and from London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Excepter to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Jeff Lynne,
Second Layer,
The Names,
The Gap Band,
10cc,
Rosa Yemen,
Pantaleimon,
The Offenders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Avey Tare,
Marine Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Marmalade,
The Stooges,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Model 500,
The American Breed,
Subhumans,
Visage,
Chrome,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alice Coltrane,
Sun City Girls,
Tears for Fears,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bill Near,
The Litter,
Joy Division,
Crash Course in Science,
Bang On A Can,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Monochrome Set,
Slick Rick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joey Negro,
Bronski Beat,
Dark Day,
Make Up,
Tommy Roe,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Last Poets,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Pop Group,
Panda Bear,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Skarface,
Morten Harket,
Ohio Players,
Davy DMX,
Stereo Dub,
Althea and Donna,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mars,
The United States of America,
The Move,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.