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 Iraq and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 Wire to the punk 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Starr,
Glenn Branca,
Rufus Thomas,
DJ Style,
The Knickerbockers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alison Limerick,
Model 500,
Cymande,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lucky Dragons,
The Stooges,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alton Ellis,
Yazoo,
Subhumans,
John Holt,
Pylon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Q65,
Duran Duran,
Big Daddy Kane,
Severed Heads,
AZ,
Hoover,
The Fall,
Bad Manners,
the Swans,
Ponytail,
Patti Smith,
Jimmy McGriff,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang of Four,
The Tremeloes,
Cameo,
Black Moon,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Urselle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Buckinghams,
X-101,
The Techniques,
Mad Mike,
The Slits,
Byron Stingily,
Juan Atkins,
Quadrant,
Blancmange,
Kerri Chandler,
The Smiths,
Hot Snakes,
Ken Boothe,
Dawn Penn,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.