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 Marshall Islands and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Bad Manners to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Agitation Free,
Moss Icon,
Pole,
Underground Resistance,
a-ha,
Brass Construction,
John Lydon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Letta Mbulu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Visage,
The Doors,
Jacques Brel,
Ohio Players,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Carl Craig,
Sam Rivers,
Monolake,
Nick Fraelich,
Negative Approach,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bronski Beat,
ABC,
June of 44,
Mars,
The Star Department,
Infiniti,
The Shadows of Knight,
Camberwell Now,
The Gories,
Q and Not U,
The Fall,
Technova,
Make Up,
Parry Music,
The Monks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mad Mike,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Frankie Knuckles,
Suicide,
Vainqueur,
X-102,
Essential Logic,
Cluster,
Kurtis Blow,
Monks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Blancmange,
Gichy Dan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Vogues,
Fugazi,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nico,
Mark Hollis,
Scientists,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.