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 Kuwait and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Gregory Isaacs to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
The Busters,
Index,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wolf Eyes,
Sällskapet,
Eddi Front,
Eden Ahbez,
Excepter,
Eurythmics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swell Maps,
Buzzcocks,
Mission of Burma,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cecil Taylor,
Isaac Hayes,
Marc Almond,
Make Up,
Young Marble Giants,
Fat Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Mummies,
Davy DMX,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Stooges,
Vainqueur,
Joy Division,
China Crisis,
Bang On A Can,
Pussy Galore,
Jimmy McGriff,
Easy Going,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Beau Brummels,
Fad Gadget,
The Alarm Clocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultravox,
Kenny Larkin,
June of 44,
Leonard Cohen,
Sixth Finger,
The Motions,
Skaos,
Colin Newman,
Skriet,
Hasil Adkins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tears for Fears,
Grauzone,
Marine Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Connie Case,
Derrick Morgan,
Pylon,
Niagra,
Quadrant,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.