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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joensuu 1685,
Mad Mike,
Sonny Sharrock,
Boz Scaggs,
Eric Dolphy,
DJ Sneak,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Terry,
Outsiders,
Soul II Soul,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nick Fraelich,
The Saints,
KRS-One,
Public Enemy,
The Fall,
Freddie Wadling,
Sandy B,
New Order,
Albert Ayler,
a-ha,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Make Up,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rekid,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Blues Magoos,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Brothers Johnson,
Buzzcocks,
K-Klass,
Shuggie Otis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gun Club,
Second Layer,
The Count Five,
Gong,
Unrelated Segments,
Massinfluence,
Anthony Braxton,
Warsaw,
Darondo,
E-Dancer,
Livin' Joy,
Sixth Finger,
The Real Kids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
JFA,
AZ,
Crooked Eye,
The Litter,
Sight & Sound,
Electric Prunes,
June Days,
Lou Reed,
Rotary Connection,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.