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 Cuba 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Oblivians to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Ronnie Foster,
New York Dolls,
Monolake,
Grauzone,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
ABBA,
Pulsallama,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aloha Tigers,
Gabor Szabo,
Lalann,
Harpers Bizarre,
Harmonia,
Tubeway Army,
Derrick May,
Young Marble Giants,
The United States of America,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Outsiders,
Blancmange,
Albert Ayler,
Country Teasers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Andrew Hill,
Shuggie Otis,
Sparks,
Laurel Aitken,
John Cale,
The Toasters,
Scan 7,
The Beau Brummels,
The Sonics,
Marmalade,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Music Machine,
Minny Pops,
The Invisible,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yellowson,
Average White Band,
Jacob Miller,
Accadde A,
Dawn Penn,
Dave Gahan,
Drexciya,
Parry Music,
The Fortunes,
the Germs,
Ituana,
Heaven 17,
Cal Tjader,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Iggy Pop,
The Motions,
Siglo XX,
Sister Nancy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Von Mondo,
Dennis Brown,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.