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 Bulgaria and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the punk 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ice-T,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crime,
Arcadia,
Dark Day,
Sarah Menescal,
Khruangbin,
Brand Nubian,
Rites of Spring,
Lucky Dragons,
Laurel Aitken,
Oneida,
Unwound,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Leonard Cohen,
X-102,
Man Parrish,
Bauhaus,
Soul II Soul,
Joy Division,
Glambeats Corp.,
Slave,
Stereo Dub,
The Monks,
Nils Olav,
Rotary Connection,
The Martian,
Infiniti,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tears for Fears,
Sandy B,
Ronnie Foster,
Sight & Sound,
Adolescents,
Interpol,
The Vogues,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dave Gahan,
MC5,
the Association,
10cc,
The Five Americans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Birthday Party,
Metal Thangz,
Das Ding,
The Standells,
Tres Demented,
Visage,
Aloha Tigers,
Intrusion,
Derrick Morgan,
Desert Stars,
Reagan Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Siglo XX,
Buzzcocks,
The Kinks,
Scientists,
Chrome,
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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.