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 Syria and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Warren Ellis to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
The Velvet Underground,
The Residents,
Pierre Henry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mo-Dettes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nas,
10cc,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Names,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul Sonic Force,
Whodini,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cybotron,
Youth Brigade,
Throbbing Gristle,
Model 500,
The J.B.'s,
Theoretical Girls,
Nik Kershaw,
Dave Gahan,
The Electric Prunes,
Tres Demented,
Lindisfarne,
Zero Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
The Wake,
The Music Machine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alton Ellis,
ABC,
LL Cool J,
The Dead C,
Outsiders,
Skarface,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
Scott Walker,
Pulsallama,
Pylon,
The Gories,
Soft Cell,
E-Dancer,
Marmalade,
The Busters,
Joey Negro,
David McCallum,
Pantaleimon,
Camouflage,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Mr. Review,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Sound,
D'Angelo,
Stereo Dub,
Circle Jerks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bootsy Collins,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.