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 Papua New Guinea and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Bauhaus 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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Sun City Girls,
Agitation Free,
Eric Dolphy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eurythmics,
The Skatalites,
Funkadelic,
Average White Band,
Stereo Dub,
The Gladiators,
Kerrie Biddell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kurtis Blow,
Neu!,
Cameo,
Black Moon,
Brass Construction,
Mandrill,
Y Pants,
Los Fastidios,
Scratch Acid,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultravox,
Gong,
Audionom,
Alison Limerick,
The Happenings,
Vladislav Delay,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Arthur Verocai,
Erasure,
The Cure,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Barracudas,
Boogie Down Productions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Half Japanese,
Drive Like Jehu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
Roger Hodgson,
Quantec,
The Standells,
Dawn Penn,
The Zeros,
Swell Maps,
The Fortunes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
cv313,
Jerry's Kids,
Soulsonic Force,
Bang On A Can,
Gang Gang Dance,
Skaos,
Terry Callier,
Bob Dylan,
Nirvana,
Essential Logic,
Lindisfarne,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.