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 Honduras and from Accra.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the marimba 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 Lindisfarne to the rock 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Sherman,
The Seeds,
Average White Band,
cv313,
DJ Sneak,
Marmalade,
Fela Kuti,
Mo-Dettes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Skarface,
The Count Five,
Vainqueur,
Zero Boys,
Moby Grape,
Desert Stars,
Scion,
The Mummies,
Sparks,
Los Fastidios,
The Toasters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rakim,
The Five Americans,
Groovy Waters,
Marine Girls,
The Gap Band,
Ponytail,
Yazoo,
The Skatalites,
The Misunderstood,
Fugazi,
The Fugs,
Easy Going,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Human League,
Animal Collective,
David Axelrod,
Michelle Simonal,
Pulsallama,
Lakeside,
June of 44,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Near,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Todd Terry,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Trojans,
Scrapy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Negative Approach,
The Happenings,
Darondo,
Deepchord,
Warren Ellis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scientists,
Blake Baxter,
The Real Kids,
Jacob Miller,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Evens,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.