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 Somalia and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Move to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Pylon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Vogues,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
OOIOO,
Ponytail,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Niagra,
Sarah Menescal,
MC5,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dark Day,
Absolute Body Control,
James White and The Blacks,
Stiv Bators,
Moss Icon,
Anakelly,
Fluxion,
Joey Negro,
The Five Americans,
F. McDonald,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skaos,
Lightning Bolt,
EPMD,
Unrelated Segments,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Skatalites,
Swans,
D'Angelo,
The Dead C,
Dead Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Wire,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Idris Muhammad,
Guru Guru,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tubeway Army,
Grauzone,
the Germs,
The Real Kids,
June Days,
Letta Mbulu,
Al Stewart,
Gerry Rafferty,
Adolescents,
the Sonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Seeds,
Joyce Sims,
The Modern Lovers,
Severed Heads,
Minutemen,
Hardrive,
Mantronix,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rotary Connection,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.