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 Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Birthday Party to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
The Young Rascals,
Nick Fraelich,
Ornette Coleman,
Neil Young,
Marmalade,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric Dolphy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Laurel Aitken,
10cc,
Howard Jones,
Slick Rick,
Groovy Waters,
Inner City,
Scientists,
Dual Sessions,
Oneida,
Yellowson,
Porter Ricks,
Peter & Gordon,
Harmonia,
The Offenders,
Warsaw,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
June Days,
The Durutti Column,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scott Walker,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeff Lynne,
Letta Mbulu,
Accadde A,
The Blues Magoos,
Lakeside,
Sam Rivers,
Delta 5,
Joy Division,
Smog,
Piero Umiliani,
Blancmange,
The Saints,
Glenn Branca,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cal Tjader,
kango's stein massive,
Monolake,
John Coltrane,
Goldenarms,
Tomorrow,
Lower 48,
This Heat,
Deepchord,
Johnny Clarke,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Cowsills,
Model 500,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sister Nancy,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.