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 Chad and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin 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 ABC to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
UT,
China Crisis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Donald Byrd,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Negative Approach,
The Raincoats,
The Flesh Eaters,
Animal Collective,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grauzone,
Pagans,
Smog,
Icehouse,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Womack,
Moss Icon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Charles Mingus,
Swans,
Flash Fearless,
The Birthday Party,
Fat Boys,
Terry Callier,
PIL,
Sarah Menescal,
Maurizio,
Jandek,
Fugazi,
Mission of Burma,
Graham Central Station,
Joey Negro,
Bizarre Inc.,
Zero Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
U.S. Maple,
The Five Americans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Coltrane,
Carl Craig,
Monks,
Minutemen,
Urselle,
The Cosmic Jokers,
D'Angelo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Shoche,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Archie Shepp,
Danielle Patucci,
Rufus Thomas,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eurythmics,
Ludus,
Crooked Eye,
Davy DMX,
Y Pants,
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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.