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 Guatemala and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Qualms to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Roger Hodgson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Minor Threat,
Rotary Connection,
Boz Scaggs,
Quantec,
K-Klass,
Subhumans,
Parry Music,
Wolf Eyes,
Neu!,
Wings,
DJ Style,
Donald Byrd,
Los Fastidios,
Barrington Levy,
T. Rex,
Dual Sessions,
the Germs,
The Toasters,
Altered Images,
Neil Young,
The Fortunes,
China Crisis,
Godley & Creme,
The Dirtbombs,
Mark Hollis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kaleidoscope,
Rosa Yemen,
David Axelrod,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Leaves,
The Vogues,
The Star Department,
Animal Collective,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Last Poets,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Glenn Branca,
Scan 7,
Sun City Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bob Dylan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kool Moe Dee,
MDC,
The Trojans,
Todd Rundgren,
Tubeway Army,
The Grass Roots,
The Pretty Things,
The Fire Engines,
Aaron Thompson,
Royal Trux,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joey Negro,
Zapp,
Magma,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.