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 Kosovo and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe 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 Davy DMX to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Underground Resistance,
Deadbeat,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Skatalites,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Television,
Hardrive,
Danielle Patucci,
Funkadelic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fugazi,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yaz,
Vladislav Delay,
Aural Exciters,
The Barracudas,
Jeru the Damaja,
Crime,
Michelle Simonal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Second Layer,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Infiniti,
Robert Wyatt,
Wire,
Porter Ricks,
Mad Mike,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stiv Bators,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kurtis Blow,
Trumans Water,
Toni Rubio,
The Black Dice,
Bizarre Inc.,
Essential Logic,
Jacques Brel,
Guru Guru,
Bill Wells,
Andrew Hill,
Harry Pussy,
MC5,
Average White Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
Arthur Verocai,
Sister Nancy,
Roxy Music,
The Sisters of Mercy,
World's Most,
Delon & Dalcan,
Accadde A,
Negative Approach,
Sound Behaviour,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mandrill,
Outsiders,
Vainqueur,
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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.