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 Seychelles and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Television Personalities,
Pagans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Michelle Simonal,
Stereo Dub,
Josef K,
Camouflage,
Electric Prunes,
The Searchers,
Lalann,
Alphaville,
Kenny Larkin,
Peter and Kerry,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marmalade,
The New Christs,
Con Funk Shun,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dennis Brown,
Lightning Bolt,
Massinfluence,
The Red Krayola,
Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Hood,
Sun Ra,
The Vogues,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Slits,
Glambeats Corp.,
Surgeon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joey Negro,
H. Thieme,
E-Dancer,
Symarip,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gabor Szabo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Sonics,
Yaz,
Motorama,
Whodini,
Kayak,
Jacob Miller,
The Fall,
A Certain Ratio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Country Teasers,
Thee Headcoats,
Circle Jerks,
The Blues Magoos,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Vladislav Delay,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Associates,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Main Source,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.