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 Monaco and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Arab on Radar,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Blues Magoos,
Nik Kershaw,
10cc,
The Monks,
Mr. Review,
Lalann,
The Moleskins,
Flipper,
Amazonics,
X-Ray Spex,
Fat Boys,
Sun Ra,
Negative Approach,
Nick Fraelich,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pantaleimon,
Juan Atkins,
Niagra,
Sonic Youth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Zeros,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Tubeway Army,
Robert Wyatt,
The Wake,
L. Decosne,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Y Pants,
The Pretty Things,
The Techniques,
New York Dolls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sister Nancy,
Soul II Soul,
The Alarm Clocks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alison Limerick,
Bauhaus,
The Fall,
Mo-Dettes,
Cecil Taylor,
Chris Corsano,
The Blackbyrds,
Little Man,
Siglo XX,
Hashim,
Bobby Sherman,
Television,
the Bar-Kays,
Junior Murvin,
The Cramps,
Ponytail,
Flash Fearless,
Scott Walker,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter & Gordon,
The Golliwogs,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.