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 Ethiopia and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Velvet Underground to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Rufus Thomas,
DJ Style,
Siglo XX,
The Star Department,
The Skatalites,
New Age Steppers,
Bootsy Collins,
Adolescents,
The Misunderstood,
Carl Craig,
Television,
Fluxion,
Boogie Down Productions,
Reagan Youth,
Jawbox,
Gang Gang Dance,
Aaron Thompson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Y Pants,
Agitation Free,
Roxette,
Fela Kuti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Graham Central Station,
Avey Tare,
L. Decosne,
Rosa Yemen,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eric Copeland,
Minor Threat,
Silicon Teens,
Amazonics,
Newcleus,
Negative Approach,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Hood,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mission of Burma,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ten City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
World's Most,
Can,
Alice Coltrane,
The Seeds,
Maleditus Sound,
Minny Pops,
The Doors,
Jandek,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Velvet Underground,
Popol Vuh,
Tears for Fears,
Tom Boy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Curtis Mayfield,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.