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 Armenia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 Groovy Waters to the rock 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marvin Gaye,
One Last Wish,
Rosa Yemen,
The Detroit Cobras,
Black Pus,
Outsiders,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Parry Music,
The Real Kids,
EPMD,
Swans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
MDC,
Eric Dolphy,
Symarip,
Blake Baxter,
The Smiths,
Stereo Dub,
Drexciya,
Harmonia,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Barry Ungar,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Altered Images,
The Buckinghams,
Unrelated Segments,
The Sonics,
Easy Going,
The Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
CMW,
Ronnie Foster,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Moleskins,
Howard Jones,
Barbara Tucker,
the Slits,
Leonard Cohen,
Von Mondo,
Oneida,
MC5,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rhythm & Sound,
DNA,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Agent Orange,
The Blues Magoos,
Talk Talk,
The Slackers,
Max Romeo,
Excepter,
Aloha Tigers,
The American Breed,
Mr. Review,
Spandau Ballet,
Loose Ends,
John Foxx,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.