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 Guinea-Bissau and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Erykah Badu to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Unrelated Segments,
Sarah Menescal,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Avey Tare,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Nico,
Arab on Radar,
Cybotron,
One Last Wish,
Minor Threat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cymande,
Tom Boy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crispian St. Peters,
Black Flag,
Graham Central Station,
Minny Pops,
Groovy Waters,
Jandek,
Altered Images,
In Retrospect,
The Pretty Things,
Chris Corsano,
Metal Thangz,
Section 25,
Skarface,
Alphaville,
Sister Nancy,
Wire,
Tommy Roe,
Leonard Cohen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moss Icon,
Kerri Chandler,
Bauhaus,
Swell Maps,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eli Mardock,
Brick,
Faraquet,
Iggy Pop,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tim Buckley,
The Mojo Men,
Half Japanese,
Barrington Levy,
The American Breed,
Nick Fraelich,
Panda Bear,
Grey Daturas,
The Neon Judgement,
Magma,
Bad Manners,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Be Bop Deluxe,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.