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 Madagascar and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The New Christs to the funk 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Von Mondo,
The Slits,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nils Olav,
Tubeway Army,
Sonic Youth,
The J.B.'s,
the Association,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Intrusion,
Delta 5,
Amon Düül II,
The Fuzztones,
The Seeds,
The Music Machine,
Rites of Spring,
Aural Exciters,
The Smoke,
Average White Band,
Fugazi,
John Holt,
Deakin,
LL Cool J,
Aswad,
Maleditus Sound,
Masters at Work,
Black Bananas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mr. Review,
The Doors,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Alton Ellis,
Isaac Hayes,
Bauhaus,
Vainqueur,
Jeff Mills,
Anakelly,
Flash Fearless,
Rod Modell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Iggy Pop,
MDC,
Darondo,
Glenn Branca,
The Toasters,
Andrew Hill,
The Selecter,
Cecil Taylor,
Robert Görl,
Gabor Szabo,
Amon Düül,
Arab on Radar,
The Flesh Eaters,
Soulsonic Force,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed,
Severed Heads,
Urselle,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gun Club,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.