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 Norway and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Swans to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pere Ubu,
Deepchord,
Y Pants,
KRS-One,
The J.B.'s,
The Modern Lovers,
Black Moon,
Easy Going,
Subhumans,
Jeff Mills,
Pulsallama,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tommy Roe,
Youth Brigade,
The Martian,
Arcadia,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bill Wells,
Newcleus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Altered Images,
Piero Umiliani,
The Names,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Young Marble Giants,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barrington Levy,
Moss Icon,
Sister Nancy,
Gichy Dan,
Danielle Patucci,
Donald Byrd,
World's Most,
Anthony Braxton,
OOIOO,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
10cc,
Technova,
Barry Ungar,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rotary Connection,
Guru Guru,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Flag,
Funky Four + One,
Black Sheep,
Khruangbin,
Sonic Youth,
Toni Rubio,
Dave Gahan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sugar Minott,
Man Parrish,
Groovy Waters,
The Velvet Underground,
Smog,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.