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 Laos and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Lou Reed 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 Pharoah Sanders to the funk 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Goldenarms,
Chris Corsano,
Scion,
Brothers Johnson,
Jerry's Kids,
The J.B.'s,
Metal Thangz,
Q65,
Pantytec,
Michelle Simonal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Liliput,
The Gladiators,
Arcadia,
Neu!,
Quadrant,
Cheater Slicks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Depeche Mode,
Barrington Levy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roy Ayers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Moebius,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Cale,
Stetsasonic,
The Barracudas,
Dark Day,
Thompson Twins,
Y Pants,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jawbox,
Traffic Nightmare,
DJ Style,
The Fire Engines,
Brass Construction,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Alphaville,
Accadde A,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Searchers,
Desert Stars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Q and Not U,
Porter Ricks,
David Bowie,
Josef K,
James White and The Blacks,
The Count Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mantronix,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The New Christs,
Robert Görl,
Crash Course in Science,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Leaves,
the Germs,
Rosa Yemen,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.