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 Seoul.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Michelle Simonal to the jazz 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eddi Front record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Anakelly,
Reagan Youth,
The Busters,
The Move,
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Reed,
Josef K,
The Star Department,
10cc,
Sällskapet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Neon Judgement,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Normal,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amon Düül,
Deakin,
Iggy Pop,
Marine Girls,
Letta Mbulu,
Minny Pops,
Roxy Music,
Pet Shop Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Angry Samoans,
Fatback Band,
L. Decosne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Modern Lovers,
Jeff Mills,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rod Modell,
Joy Division,
Audionom,
The Mummies,
Blossom Toes,
Chris Corsano,
Camberwell Now,
Eurythmics,
Khruangbin,
Sandy B,
Faraquet,
Black Moon,
MC5,
Wings,
Pulsallama,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Amazonics,
Brick,
Lou Christie,
Bill Wells,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Residents,
Pagans,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.