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 Yemen and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The New Christs to the punk 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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Blues Magoos,
The Red Krayola,
Sonic Youth,
Camouflage,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nas,
The Sound,
Symarip,
Laurel Aitken,
The Moody Blues,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kayak,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Average White Band,
Trumans Water,
Radiohead,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Selecter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
These Immortal Souls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pagans,
Fear,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eric Copeland,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Franke,
Model 500,
Metal Thangz,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sound Behaviour,
Nico,
Moebius,
Vladislav Delay,
Hasil Adkins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
World's Most,
Oneida,
David Axelrod,
China Crisis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Green,
Pere Ubu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Crispy Ambulance,
In Retrospect,
The Techniques,
Lindisfarne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gil Scott Heron,
Excepter,
The Tremeloes,
Faust,
LL Cool J,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.