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 Philippines and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marine Girls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Kaleidoscope,
Patti Smith,
The Leaves,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Susan Cadogan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lakeside,
The Invisible,
Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers,
The Seeds,
Radiohead,
The Detroit Cobras,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Johnny Clarke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rod Modell,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sex Pistols,
David Bowie,
Pole,
Danielle Patucci,
The Martian,
Soft Machine,
Sam Rivers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Porter Ricks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Alton Ellis,
The Busters,
Ornette Coleman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Au Pairs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Gladiators,
The Offenders,
Hasil Adkins,
Joensuu 1685,
Massinfluence,
Barclay James Harvest,
Livin' Joy,
The Last Poets,
U.S. Maple,
The Skatalites,
Liliput,
The Gories,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bill Near,
Roxette,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.