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 South Africa and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator 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 Jerry's Kids to the crunk 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
The J.B.'s,
Public Enemy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Motions,
Moby Grape,
Monolake,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Wake,
Minnie Riperton,
Circle Jerks,
The Music Machine,
Accadde A,
Matthew Bourne,
Ohio Players,
Scan 7,
Gregory Isaacs,
Peter & Gordon,
Swans,
Animal Collective,
Grauzone,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blancmange,
Model 500,
ABC,
Joe Smooth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cheater Slicks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kaleidoscope,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Essential Logic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Todd Rundgren,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Swans,
Spoonie Gee,
Harpers Bizarre,
Infiniti,
EPMD,
Black Pus,
Prince Buster,
Jeff Lynne,
Sam Rivers,
FM Einheit,
Rekid,
The Dead C,
David McCallum,
The United States of America,
The Moody Blues,
John Cale,
The Remains,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dark Day,
Dawn Penn,
the Sonics,
Joe Finger,
Archie Shepp,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.