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 Dominican Republic and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sonics to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
The New Christs,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Ten City,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Delta 5,
Oblivians,
Max Romeo,
Blossom Toes,
Minnie Riperton,
Wings,
LL Cool J,
Tears for Fears,
Zapp,
Eden Ahbez,
Mr. Review,
Anthony Braxton,
DJ Style,
Eurythmics,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Section 25,
Lower 48,
Sight & Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fuzztones,
Skaos,
Brothers Johnson,
James White and The Blacks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Harpers Bizarre,
FM Einheit,
Dark Day,
Quadrant,
Spandau Ballet,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Moebius,
These Immortal Souls,
Pussy Galore,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Janne Schatter,
The Dave Clark Five,
David McCallum,
Lungfish,
Essential Logic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joy Division,
Joe Finger,
Sparks,
Lou Christie,
The Fortunes,
The Walker Brothers,
Jawbox,
Maleditus Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minutemen,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Byrd,
Unrelated Segments,
T. Rex,
The United States of America,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.