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 Belarus and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes 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 the Slits to the grime 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aloha Tigers,
Iggy Pop,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Skriet,
Ludus,
The Durutti Column,
Harry Pussy,
The Slits,
Deakin,
Flipper,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moby Grape,
Subhumans,
The Stooges,
Bootsy Collins,
Agent Orange,
Sun City Girls,
kango's stein massive,
Nick Fraelich,
Tommy Roe,
Dennis Brown,
Chris Corsano,
Black Pus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun Ra,
Neil Young,
Icehouse,
Faraquet,
Vladislav Delay,
Neu!,
The Cramps,
Wings,
John Holt,
R.M.O.,
Sparks,
Whodini,
The Count Five,
Young Marble Giants,
The Pop Group,
the Association,
Agitation Free,
David Bowie,
Barclay James Harvest,
Reagan Youth,
K-Klass,
Model 500,
Nas,
Smog,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Arthur Verocai,
Prince Buster,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Slick Rick,
Black Moon,
Ossler,
The Fuzztones,
Pantaleimon,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.