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 Micronesia and from Lagos.
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 Portland and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Kas Product to the rock 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
The J.B.'s,
The Slackers,
John Holt,
Michelle Simonal,
a-ha,
48th St. Collective,
The Dead C,
Bobby Sherman,
Joensuu 1685,
Connie Case,
Cameo,
Tom Boy,
The United States of America,
Au Pairs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
E-Dancer,
Gang Starr,
kango's stein massive,
These Immortal Souls,
Goldenarms,
Amazonics,
Davy DMX,
The Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mad Mike,
The Fall,
Stereo Dub,
Ituana,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dorothy Ashby,
Arcadia,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Shoche,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Pretty Things,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fugs,
Television Personalities,
Black Moon,
Animal Collective,
Mr. Review,
Ultravox,
Eurythmics,
Minutemen,
The Knickerbockers,
Barbara Tucker,
Gastr Del Sol,
Inner City,
The Real Kids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Patti Smith,
The Zeros,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wire,
Pierre Henry,
The Smiths,
Infiniti,
The Happenings,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.