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 Grenada and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Television to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Junior Murvin,
Althea and Donna,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tom Boy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Residents,
Inner City,
Grey Daturas,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skriet,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Amon Düül,
Glenn Branca,
Oneida,
Easy Going,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Slits,
Visage,
X-101,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jandek,
Lou Reed,
Roy Ayers,
David McCallum,
Jeff Lynne,
David Axelrod,
The Moleskins,
Pole,
John Coltrane,
Bill Wells,
The Buckinghams,
Isaac Hayes,
Jawbox,
The Grass Roots,
Soft Cell,
Barbara Tucker,
Motorama,
Alton Ellis,
Slick Rick,
The Misunderstood,
Flipper,
Qualms,
Ohio Players,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Standells,
Tim Buckley,
Gang Green,
The Stooges,
Hashim,
The Toasters,
JFA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ornette Coleman,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.