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 Azerbaijan and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Unrelated Segments,
Roy Ayers,
The Fugs,
Adolescents,
Isaac Hayes,
Thee Headcoats,
The Moleskins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fluxion,
Pulsallama,
The Seeds,
Ohio Players,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Quadrant,
Urselle,
Easy Going,
Carl Craig,
Metal Thangz,
Bootsy Collins,
Bang On A Can,
Zero Boys,
Black Flag,
The Walker Brothers,
Eric Dolphy,
The Golliwogs,
Sex Pistols,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ituana,
the Soft Cell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Man Parrish,
The Blues Magoos,
Roger Hodgson,
The Associates,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Silicon Teens,
The Black Dice,
Fad Gadget,
Soft Machine,
Kayak,
The Remains,
Alton Ellis,
Ultra Naté,
Wings,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Arcadia,
Electric Prunes,
Boz Scaggs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Aloha Tigers,
Susan Cadogan,
Hardrive,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick Morgan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Goldenarms,
Avey Tare,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Animal Collective,
The Gladiators,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.