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 Cambodia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Main Source to the jazz 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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Erykah Badu,
Eurythmics,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Smoke,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tommy Roe,
Michelle Simonal,
Jandek,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sparks,
Public Enemy,
John Foxx,
The Beau Brummels,
Ten City,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gichy Dan,
Los Fastidios,
Soulsonic Force,
Trumans Water,
Robert Wyatt,
Crispian St. Peters,
John Cale,
Kerrie Biddell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cameo,
Jeff Mills,
Dead Boys,
Cluster,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
FM Einheit,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerri Chandler,
Yazoo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deepchord,
The Dirtbombs,
One Last Wish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Khruangbin,
D'Angelo,
Fatback Band,
Eden Ahbez,
David Bowie,
Tres Demented,
Mr. Review,
Man Eating Sloth,
Chris & Cosey,
Camouflage,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moleskins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Evens,
Clear Light,
Ultra Naté,
Charles Mingus,
New Age Steppers,
Silicon Teens,
Unwound,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.