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 Sri Lanka and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Deakin to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Stooges,
Man Eating Sloth,
Morten Harket,
Ituana,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Babytalk,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Sheep,
Vainqueur,
The Residents,
Monolake,
Joey Negro,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kaleidoscope,
The Busters,
New York Dolls,
Dennis Brown,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bang On A Can,
The Monks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Standells,
John Lydon,
Deadbeat,
Joyce Sims,
Liliput,
Bill Wells,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alton Ellis,
Ossler,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jandek,
FM Einheit,
Lindisfarne,
Public Enemy,
Sarah Menescal,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mojo Men,
Soulsonic Force,
Rotary Connection,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Idris Muhammad,
New Order,
Camouflage,
Sound Behaviour,
The Music Machine,
Ornette Coleman,
Yusef Lateef,
Groovy Waters,
Parry Music,
Sixth Finger,
The Gladiators,
Bill Near,
The Golliwogs,
The Selecter,
The Modern Lovers,
Suicide,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.