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 Brunei and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Barry Ungar to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Camberwell Now,
The Moody Blues,
Skaos,
Sonic Youth,
The Residents,
Shuggie Otis,
Sixth Finger,
Heaven 17,
The Cramps,
Chrome,
Saccharine Trust,
Aloha Tigers,
Electric Prunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Model 500,
Bobby Sherman,
Barrington Levy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Yazoo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeff Lynne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pierre Henry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Animal Collective,
Nirvana,
Organ,
Magazine,
DJ Style,
Metal Thangz,
OOIOO,
The Red Krayola,
Quantec,
Angry Samoans,
Andrew Hill,
Fluxion,
Janne Schatter,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Wake,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Make Up,
The American Breed,
John Coltrane,
Absolute Body Control,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Quando Quango,
David Bowie,
Pagans,
Yaz,
Hardrive,
Sight & Sound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deepchord,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Byron Stingily,
The Misunderstood,
Lindisfarne,
Aural Exciters,
Second Layer,
Skarface,
Wally Richardson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.