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 Cape Verde and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sparks to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Swell Maps,
Nik Kershaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Young Marble Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Leaves,
The Neon Judgement,
Amazonics,
The Durutti Column,
The Golliwogs,
Mandrill,
Echospace,
Derrick May,
Radiohead,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Outsiders,
Arcadia,
Fad Gadget,
Joy Division,
Suicide,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eric B and Rakim,
Curtis Mayfield,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Bar-Kays,
Judy Mowatt,
Gabor Szabo,
Fatback Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Rod Modell,
Marshall Jefferson,
Smog,
Glenn Branca,
Bill Near,
Model 500,
John Foxx,
8 Eyed Spy,
ABC,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bill Wells,
X-102,
CMW,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed,
Eli Mardock,
Rekid,
Banda Bassotti,
Motorama,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harmonia,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neu!,
Television Personalities,
Rosa Yemen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Adolescents,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.