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 Tunisia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lower 48 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
New York Dolls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lightning Bolt,
Johnny Clarke,
Bobby Byrd,
The Moleskins,
Fluxion,
Man Eating Sloth,
Thompson Twins,
Bauhaus,
the Soft Cell,
Livin' Joy,
Cal Tjader,
The Leaves,
Visage,
Sight & Sound,
Matthew Halsall,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Colin Newman,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ohio Players,
Bronski Beat,
Camberwell Now,
E-Dancer,
Cybotron,
Lou Christie,
The Star Department,
Joey Negro,
Cymande,
Unrelated Segments,
Jandek,
MC5,
Rites of Spring,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lucky Dragons,
Brass Construction,
Basic Channel,
The Dead C,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Lydon,
Brick,
Hardrive,
June Days,
Silicon Teens,
Rufus Thomas,
Buzzcocks,
The Count Five,
The Divine Comedy,
Ken Boothe,
Cecil Taylor,
Robert Görl,
Panda Bear,
The Saints,
Steve Hackett,
Sixth Finger,
Idris Muhammad,
Qualms,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.