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 Kenya and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
The New Christs,
U.S. Maple,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jawbox,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Boz Scaggs,
Lungfish,
Sound Behaviour,
Infiniti,
Eric Dolphy,
Faust,
Flipper,
The Leaves,
Henry Cow,
KRS-One,
Pylon,
Sarah Menescal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hoover,
Brothers Johnson,
Hashim,
Sight & Sound,
Slick Rick,
Lucky Dragons,
Anakelly,
Desert Stars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David Axelrod,
Ultra Naté,
Rekid,
Iggy Pop,
Icehouse,
the Swans,
AZ,
Main Source,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Stooges,
Neu!,
Idris Muhammad,
Glambeats Corp.,
Q and Not U,
Avey Tare,
The American Breed,
Hasil Adkins,
Animal Collective,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Television Personalities,
R.M.O.,
Jandek,
Bobby Sherman,
Morten Harket,
The Smiths,
David McCallum,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bob Dylan,
Unrelated Segments,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bootsy Collins,
Newcleus,
Khruangbin,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.