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 Senegal and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Tubeway Army to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Motions,
Au Pairs,
Rapeman,
Archie Shepp,
Jeff Mills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alphaville,
The Move,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scientists,
LL Cool J,
The Leaves,
Nirvana,
The Young Rascals,
Severed Heads,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
8 Eyed Spy,
Swans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Trumans Water,
Anthony Braxton,
Carl Craig,
Monks,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Human League,
Black Flag,
Charles Mingus,
Make Up,
Mission of Burma,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Todd Rundgren,
10cc,
Delta 5,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Echospace,
These Immortal Souls,
Jeff Lynne,
Pierre Henry,
Pylon,
World's Most,
The Zeros,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker,
Kayak,
Metal Thangz,
The Golliwogs,
Q65,
Symarip,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Pus,
Scan 7,
Rekid,
Liliput,
Jandek,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Depeche Mode,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.