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 Bolivia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Motions to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Pantytec,
Peter & Gordon,
Maleditus Sound,
Lindisfarne,
Letta Mbulu,
Gong,
New York Dolls,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül,
Cymande,
Nirvana,
CMW,
The J.B.'s,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pere Ubu,
Reuben Wilson,
Howard Jones,
Youth Brigade,
JFA,
Yellowson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fat Boys,
Toni Rubio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Bananas,
Cal Tjader,
Ituana,
June of 44,
Visage,
Lalann,
Intrusion,
Ice-T,
Aural Exciters,
Animal Collective,
The Litter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
World's Most,
Lyres,
U.S. Maple,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Davy DMX,
Eddi Front,
The Fall,
Rufus Thomas,
The Buckinghams,
Goldenarms,
Delta 5,
Pagans,
The American Breed,
T. Rex,
Bizarre Inc.,
Carl Craig,
Section 25,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.