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 Italy and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Audionom to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
OOIOO,
Kas Product,
Von Mondo,
The Trojans,
Japan,
Trumans Water,
Pierre Henry,
Bobby Byrd,
Neu!,
Khruangbin,
Oblivians,
Lebanon Hanover,
DJ Style,
Rotary Connection,
Unrelated Segments,
Dark Day,
Althea and Donna,
Kaleidoscope,
X-102,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Blossom Toes,
The Doors,
Supertramp,
Blancmange,
Aloha Tigers,
The Associates,
The Victims,
The Slits,
Wings,
Hardrive,
Vainqueur,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dennis Brown,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Little Man,
Spoonie Gee,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rites of Spring,
Dead Boys,
Pole,
Derrick Morgan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Man Parrish,
Pylon,
Sixth Finger,
Young Marble Giants,
New York Dolls,
The Last Poets,
Rosa Yemen,
Agitation Free,
Camberwell Now,
Skriet,
Albert Ayler,
Drive Like Jehu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Mojo Men,
Motorama,
Talk Talk,
Rhythm & Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.