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 Croatia and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Jerry's Kids to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Patti Smith,
the Bar-Kays,
Motorama,
New Age Steppers,
The Doors,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bronski Beat,
Cluster,
Basic Channel,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Vogues,
Youth Brigade,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gladiators,
The Fortunes,
Liliput,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Johnny Clarke,
Surgeon,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Max Romeo,
Pantaleimon,
Anakelly,
Mantronix,
Icehouse,
Jandek,
Yellowson,
Arab on Radar,
Godley & Creme,
Juan Atkins,
The Evens,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Christie,
John Lydon,
David Bowie,
Faust,
Nik Kershaw,
Unrelated Segments,
Ossler,
Metal Thangz,
Groovy Waters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blake Baxter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lungfish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fugazi,
Michelle Simonal,
Barrington Levy,
The Techniques,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Slackers,
The Young Rascals,
Q65,
Rakim,
The Sonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.