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 Madagascar and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Donald Fagen 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 Fugazi 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Wings,
Michelle Simonal,
Suburban Knight,
DNA,
Radiopuhelimet,
Zero Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
The Residents,
Black Sheep,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jacques Brel,
The Cure,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dennis Brown,
Adolescents,
Eurythmics,
Jeff Mills,
cv313,
Gong,
The Searchers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Human League,
Mars,
Scion,
Tim Buckley,
Fela Kuti,
The Selecter,
Skriet,
Maleditus Sound,
Guru Guru,
Essential Logic,
Robert Görl,
Grauzone,
Unwound,
Accadde A,
Magma,
Ralphi Rosario,
Warren Ellis,
Fat Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Vogues,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nas,
Sun City Girls,
Television,
Fluxion,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radiohead,
Dark Day,
Visage,
Trumans Water,
Drexciya,
Malaria!,
MC5,
The Fire Engines,
Pulsallama,
Yellowson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
The Durutti Column,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.