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 Argentina and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Slave to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kerrie Biddell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Todd Rundgren,
Rod Modell,
Don Cherry,
Godley & Creme,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Standells,
Jandek,
Neil Young,
Eddi Front,
Stockholm Monsters,
Monolake,
Idris Muhammad,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Beau Brummels,
Yazoo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kerri Chandler,
Deakin,
Whodini,
Bob Dylan,
the Soft Cell,
Glenn Branca,
Babytalk,
10cc,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Judy Mowatt,
Vladislav Delay,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Schoolly D,
Reagan Youth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Barracudas,
Ituana,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Urselle,
Livin' Joy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fugazi,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Normal,
Steve Hackett,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ten City,
Trumans Water,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Das Ding,
Swell Maps,
The Mummies,
Jawbox,
Derrick May,
Ornette Coleman,
Thee Headcoats,
Camberwell Now,
DJ Sneak,
Patti Smith,
Scratch Acid,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.