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 Ecuador and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Surgeon to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Reagan Youth,
Smog,
OOIOO,
Darondo,
Brick,
Kerri Chandler,
The Leaves,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scott Walker,
Oneida,
Kaleidoscope,
Monks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ossler,
Bad Manners,
Bauhaus,
Audionom,
The Move,
Can,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick May,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Y Pants,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fugs,
Peter & Gordon,
Michelle Simonal,
Deadbeat,
Siglo XX,
Shuggie Otis,
Stiv Bators,
Jeff Mills,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Agitation Free,
Ohio Players,
Man Parrish,
Gang Green,
Groovy Waters,
The Buckinghams,
X-102,
Lou Reed,
The Fuzztones,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry's Kids,
Rhythm & Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultimate Spinach,
Janne Schatter,
Peter and Kerry,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ludus,
June of 44,
Au Pairs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rekid,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.