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 Poland and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar 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 Bill Wells to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
EPMD,
Boz Scaggs,
Janne Schatter,
The Knickerbockers,
Brand Nubian,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wally Richardson,
Nirvana,
The Divine Comedy,
Scientists,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Fraelich,
X-101,
Khruangbin,
Sight & Sound,
Barry Ungar,
The Evens,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tears for Fears,
Youth Brigade,
Robert Wyatt,
David McCallum,
The Busters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moss Icon,
Robert Görl,
Cheater Slicks,
The Zeros,
Gang Starr,
Sarah Menescal,
Country Teasers,
The Dirtbombs,
48th St. Collective,
Fela Kuti,
Black Moon,
Amon Düül,
Sexual Harrassment,
Animal Collective,
The Angels of Light,
Camouflage,
The Real Kids,
Pussy Galore,
T. Rex,
Althea and Donna,
Chrome,
Joyce Sims,
The Birthday Party,
Chris Corsano,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fugs,
Television,
Lightning Bolt,
Sam Rivers,
Spandau Ballet,
Spoonie Gee,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.