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 Sri Lanka and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Susan Cadogan to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Busters,
Mars,
Adolescents,
Khruangbin,
Clear Light,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dual Sessions,
These Immortal Souls,
Yellowson,
The Real Kids,
The Music Machine,
Peter and Kerry,
Matthew Bourne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter & Gordon,
The Fortunes,
The Gun Club,
Sam Rivers,
Deadbeat,
Prince Buster,
Television,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Slave,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hot Snakes,
Derrick Morgan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Basic Channel,
Crispian St. Peters,
Buzzcocks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dirtbombs,
Urselle,
Amon Düül II,
The Golliwogs,
Chris & Cosey,
The Young Rascals,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeff Mills,
Jandek,
Das Ding,
Yusef Lateef,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Human League,
Aural Exciters,
Warren Ellis,
Groovy Waters,
Neil Young,
Magazine,
The Moleskins,
Brass Construction,
Deepchord,
KRS-One,
Rapeman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.