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 Cyprus and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum 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 Wings to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Barbara Tucker,
T.S.O.L.,
Peter and Kerry,
A Certain Ratio,
The Techniques,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nirvana,
Rakim,
Derrick Morgan,
New Order,
Icehouse,
Los Fastidios,
Fear,
Panda Bear,
Hardrive,
Procol Harum,
Minnie Riperton,
New Age Steppers,
T. Rex,
Pantytec,
The Red Krayola,
Bizarre Inc.,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brass Construction,
The Mummies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joe Finger,
China Crisis,
Basic Channel,
Deadbeat,
Theoretical Girls,
The Index,
Lalann,
The Offenders,
The Shadows of Knight,
FM Einheit,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Young Rascals,
Warren Ellis,
Eurythmics,
K-Klass,
X-102,
Sugar Minott,
Matthew Bourne,
Scrapy,
The Last Poets,
Lebanon Hanover,
F. McDonald,
Skriet,
Sun City Girls,
The Golliwogs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Von Mondo,
Lucky Dragons,
Sister Nancy,
Desert Stars,
Nico,
Soul II Soul,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.