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 Kenya and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer 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 Bluetip to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare,
Ten City,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Niagra,
Scion,
Donny Hathaway,
Whodini,
The New Christs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Buzzcocks,
Dennis Brown,
Maurizio,
Mr. Review,
Ralphi Rosario,
Chris & Cosey,
A Certain Ratio,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bluetip,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Slits,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Techniques,
The Black Dice,
Warren Ellis,
Joensuu 1685,
Carl Craig,
The Gap Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Gabor Szabo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gichy Dan,
The Moody Blues,
Section 25,
Colin Newman,
It's A Beautiful Day,
R.M.O.,
Mo-Dettes,
Underground Resistance,
Grauzone,
Brass Construction,
Rufus Thomas,
Moss Icon,
Marshall Jefferson,
kango's stein massive,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeff Lynne,
The Zeros,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Sonics,
Cymande,
Zero Boys,
Lou Reed,
Thompson Twins,
DJ Sneak,
Crime,
Hasil Adkins,
The Golliwogs,
Godley & Creme,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ituana,
Parry Music,
Jandek,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.