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 Samoa and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the funk 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fortunes,
Mark Hollis,
D'Angelo,
Reuben Wilson,
Ralphi Rosario,
DNA,
Letta Mbulu,
Unwound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Byron Stingily,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
La Düsseldorf,
Model 500,
Gang of Four,
Flipper,
Hashim,
Groovy Waters,
The Black Dice,
Excepter,
MDC,
Magma,
Pantytec,
New York Dolls,
Janne Schatter,
The Blues Magoos,
the Human League,
The United States of America,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gichy Dan,
Rod Modell,
Slave,
Eli Mardock,
Parry Music,
Ludus,
Popol Vuh,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soul Sonic Force,
Al Stewart,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nick Fraelich,
This Heat,
Lalann,
Joe Smooth,
Zero Boys,
T. Rex,
Harmonia,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Adolescents,
Roy Ayers,
The Electric Prunes,
Minny Pops,
Charles Mingus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Alison Limerick,
Stiv Bators,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Arcadia,
Connie Case,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.