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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Spandau Ballet to the techno 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy 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?
Massinfluence,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Lydon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lower 48,
Barry Ungar,
Negative Approach,
Pierre Henry,
Ohio Players,
Vainqueur,
Anthony Braxton,
R.M.O.,
Urselle,
Reagan Youth,
Grauzone,
Jeff Mills,
The Stooges,
Juan Atkins,
Y Pants,
The Buckinghams,
UT,
the Association,
Yusef Lateef,
Nils Olav,
Flash Fearless,
The Happenings,
The Blues Magoos,
Kool Moe Dee,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Bananas,
Buzzcocks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Shoche,
Althea and Donna,
Zero Boys,
DJ Style,
Sonic Youth,
The American Breed,
Silicon Teens,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alison Limerick,
Quadrant,
Morten Harket,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Blackbyrds,
The Techniques,
Quando Quango,
The Trojans,
Siglo XX,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Monolake,
Blake Baxter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Toni Rubio,
Erasure,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Skatalites,
Fear,
Carl Craig,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lungfish,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.