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 Lebanon and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 Portland and Portland.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
kango's stein massive,
LL Cool J,
Hasil Adkins,
Bauhaus,
Agitation Free,
Shoche,
Guru Guru,
Fela Kuti,
The Monks,
Tomorrow,
John Lydon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Faust,
The Five Americans,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Sheep,
Brick,
Wings,
Masters at Work,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
World's Most,
X-101,
Adolescents,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
JFA,
The Happenings,
Slick Rick,
Pagans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Arcadia,
Von Mondo,
Animal Collective,
The Moleskins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lucky Dragons,
Mandrill,
Gong,
Glambeats Corp.,
Symarip,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fire Engines,
Rapeman,
Sixth Finger,
Monks,
Skaos,
Radiopuhelimet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eddi Front,
Half Japanese,
Peter & Gordon,
David Bowie,
Flipper,
Quantec,
Khruangbin,
Magazine,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.