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 South Sudan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Alton Ellis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Magma,
Panda Bear,
Cheater Slicks,
Steve Hackett,
The Mummies,
Drive Like Jehu,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rufus Thomas,
Howard Jones,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Black Dice,
Tommy Roe,
Surgeon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Severed Heads,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Delta 5,
the Normal,
Adolescents,
Angry Samoans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lungfish,
The Associates,
The Modern Lovers,
Pylon,
Technova,
Peter and Kerry,
Jeff Mills,
Zero Boys,
FM Einheit,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Janne Schatter,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ponytail,
H. Thieme,
Roger Hodgson,
Tom Boy,
ABC,
Black Moon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
John Lydon,
Barry Ungar,
Donald Byrd,
Toni Rubio,
Letta Mbulu,
In Retrospect,
Joyce Sims,
Guru Guru,
Ultravox,
The Martian,
Banda Bassotti,
Brand Nubian,
Morten Harket,
Oneida,
Cecil Taylor,
Buzzcocks,
Roy Ayers,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.