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 Estonia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Michael McDonald 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 Girls At Our Best! to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Hasil Adkins,
The Residents,
Icehouse,
In Retrospect,
Stereo Dub,
Eli Mardock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Peter and Kerry,
Country Teasers,
Derrick Morgan,
Negative Approach,
Absolute Body Control,
Zapp,
Wally Richardson,
Idris Muhammad,
Fugazi,
Pulsallama,
Television,
The Searchers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Franke,
Boz Scaggs,
Bad Manners,
Funkadelic,
The Seeds,
The Busters,
Roxette,
Blancmange,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Moody Blues,
Underground Resistance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Juan Atkins,
Ponytail,
Kas Product,
D'Angelo,
The Dead C,
L. Decosne,
The Red Krayola,
Can,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Delta 5,
The Gun Club,
Das Ding,
the Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Isaac Hayes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Invisible,
Letta Mbulu,
Kayak,
Angry Samoans,
DJ Style,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Faust,
Swans,
Gong,
The Barracudas,
Eric Copeland,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.