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 Norway and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 8 Eyed Spy to the rock 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
John Cale,
Roxy Music,
Andrew Hill,
Scan 7,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cowsills,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Von Mondo,
Matthew Bourne,
The Count Five,
Roxette,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ken Boothe,
Eli Mardock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Schoolly D,
The Smiths,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Altered Images,
The Golliwogs,
Eden Ahbez,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minnie Riperton,
Avey Tare,
Sixth Finger,
Wasted Youth,
Whodini,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barclay James Harvest,
MC5,
Pussy Galore,
Ten City,
Sarah Menescal,
Thompson Twins,
The Toasters,
Cecil Taylor,
8 Eyed Spy,
MDC,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mars,
Moss Icon,
Icehouse,
Marvin Gaye,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Half Japanese,
Godley & Creme,
The Kinks,
Laurel Aitken,
Oblivians,
Youth Brigade,
Erykah Badu,
Smog,
Skriet,
Delta 5,
The Trojans,
Q65,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Albert Ayler,
The Martian,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.