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 Jordan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Victims 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
The Fugs,
Eric Copeland,
Lebanon Hanover,
Section 25,
Mantronix,
Oblivians,
Nirvana,
Quadrant,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eddi Front,
The Vogues,
Angry Samoans,
LL Cool J,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
AZ,
Todd Terry,
Symarip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Offenders,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Japan,
Flash Fearless,
The Smoke,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
cv313,
These Immortal Souls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Simply Red,
Cameo,
Henry Cow,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Byrd,
Swell Maps,
Mr. Review,
Schoolly D,
Iggy Pop,
The Buckinghams,
Andrew Hill,
Alison Limerick,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Intrusion,
Fat Boys,
Duran Duran,
Erykah Badu,
MDC,
Mission of Burma,
Fela Kuti,
The Remains,
Soft Machine,
FM Einheit,
the Sonics,
Deadbeat,
Theoretical Girls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cal Tjader,
Bootsy Collins,
The Durutti Column,
Alice Coltrane,
The Toasters,
Piero Umiliani,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.