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 San Marino and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Danielle Patucci to the rock 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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lakeside,
Dorothy Ashby,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Five Americans,
The Stooges,
Groovy Waters,
Stiv Bators,
Eddi Front,
Faust,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Pus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pylon,
Schoolly D,
Ludus,
Tommy Roe,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lindisfarne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vainqueur,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thompson Twins,
Brass Construction,
Moby Grape,
The Martian,
The Monks,
Todd Terry,
Laurel Aitken,
Television,
Harmonia,
DJ Sneak,
Chris Corsano,
John Holt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cecil Taylor,
H. Thieme,
Dual Sessions,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gap Band,
Cal Tjader,
Colin Newman,
Flipper,
Inner City,
The Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lucky Dragons,
Scientists,
Godley & Creme,
Aloha Tigers,
Albert Ayler,
Black Flag,
Flash Fearless,
Yusef Lateef,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.