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 United States and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Bobby Byrd to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Bobby Womack,
Nirvana,
Grauzone,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mandrill,
Smog,
Judy Mowatt,
Flipper,
Urselle,
DJ Style,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Five Americans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Con Funk Shun,
Lightning Bolt,
Kurtis Blow,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marcia Griffiths,
Skarface,
MC5,
Gong,
June Days,
Ituana,
the Germs,
Pantytec,
Glenn Branca,
Chrome,
The Skatalites,
Wasted Youth,
Public Enemy,
Black Bananas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Don Cherry,
Derrick May,
The Techniques,
Depeche Mode,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Can,
Gang Green,
Animal Collective,
The Searchers,
Charles Mingus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Boz Scaggs,
Main Source,
K-Klass,
Marmalade,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Wake,
Pierre Henry,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Modern Lovers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ralphi Rosario,
CMW,
The Pop Group,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.