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 Belize and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the marimba 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 Aural Exciters to the grunge 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
World's Most,
Tommy Roe,
Newcleus,
Ornette Coleman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Q65,
Warren Ellis,
Jandek,
Half Japanese,
Darondo,
Pierre Henry,
Boz Scaggs,
Excepter,
L. Decosne,
Tim Buckley,
Crooked Eye,
Blossom Toes,
The Vogues,
Gichy Dan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Move,
Chrome,
Sparks,
Wire,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Quando Quango,
Scientists,
Idris Muhammad,
Wally Richardson,
kango's stein massive,
John Foxx,
Black Flag,
Fad Gadget,
Laurel Aitken,
the Association,
Thompson Twins,
Mary Jane Girls,
Parry Music,
Stockholm Monsters,
New Order,
Ludus,
Lungfish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pulsallama,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Fire Engines,
The Sonics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Judy Mowatt,
Altered Images,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anakelly,
John Cale,
Junior Murvin,
R.M.O.,
Wings,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.