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 Palau and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jawbox to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Fuzztones,
Television,
Pulsallama,
James White and The Blacks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lalann,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roger Hodgson,
DJ Style,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Howard Jones,
Ossler,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Main Source,
T. Rex,
Laurel Aitken,
Rotary Connection,
Kaleidoscope,
Icehouse,
Pole,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mars,
Bill Wells,
Black Sheep,
R.M.O.,
Agitation Free,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joyce Sims,
Derrick May,
Peter and Kerry,
Robert Görl,
The Smiths,
In Retrospect,
Rufus Thomas,
T.S.O.L.,
Jacob Miller,
Circle Jerks,
Morten Harket,
Lucky Dragons,
Sugar Minott,
Black Flag,
Scientists,
The Blackbyrds,
John Cale,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Green,
Crime,
Harmonia,
Gang of Four,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lindisfarne,
kango's stein massive,
Alice Coltrane,
Chris & Cosey,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Wake,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.