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 Angola and from Columbus.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gastr Del Sol to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
The Red Krayola,
D'Angelo,
Siglo XX,
Lungfish,
48th St. Collective,
Skarface,
Negative Approach,
Gang of Four,
Desert Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
David McCallum,
Crime,
Fela Kuti,
Ultravox,
Dead Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Alarm Clocks,
Robert Wyatt,
Second Layer,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Alton Ellis,
Tubeway Army,
Dave Gahan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sandy B,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Durutti Column,
Todd Terry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pet Shop Boys,
New York Dolls,
Sixth Finger,
Michelle Simonal,
Wire,
Main Source,
The Slackers,
The Wake,
Fatback Band,
Magma,
Guru Guru,
Joe Finger,
E-Dancer,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tres Demented,
The Fall,
The Knickerbockers,
Minnie Riperton,
The Birthday Party,
Lindisfarne,
Quadrant,
Ituana,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Sheep,
Lalann,
The Sonics,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.