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 Saudi Arabia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
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 linndrum 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 Wolf Eyes 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
The Skatalites,
Radiohead,
Monks,
Dave Gahan,
Iggy Pop,
Television Personalities,
Arab on Radar,
Minutemen,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Supertramp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Flash Fearless,
Echospace,
Sexual Harrassment,
The American Breed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Althea and Donna,
Half Japanese,
The Cramps,
Matthew Bourne,
T. Rex,
Rekid,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sight & Sound,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
T.S.O.L.,
Colin Newman,
Grey Daturas,
the Sonics,
Roxette,
Donald Byrd,
Susan Cadogan,
Ornette Coleman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fuzztones,
Yazoo,
Todd Rundgren,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scrapy,
a-ha,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Finger,
Eric Copeland,
Yaz,
Index,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Royal Trux,
Lee Hazlewood,
Animal Collective,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barry Ungar,
the Human League,
Aural Exciters,
Eve St. Jones,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Curtis Mayfield,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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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.