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 Benin and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Mission of Burma to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Scientists,
Aaron Thompson,
Steve Hackett,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jacques Brel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Freddie Wadling,
Anthony Braxton,
Patti Smith,
Severed Heads,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ten City,
Mr. Review,
Sex Pistols,
The Velvet Underground,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Talk Talk,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Andrew Hill,
Spoonie Gee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Swans,
Lightning Bolt,
Dave Gahan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Swans,
Spandau Ballet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Starr,
Vladislav Delay,
Schoolly D,
Absolute Body Control,
Nirvana,
OOIOO,
Eurythmics,
Radio Birdman,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nico,
Hasil Adkins,
Roger Hodgson,
Roy Ayers,
Yazoo,
Loose Ends,
Zero Boys,
Chrome,
Agent Orange,
Cabaret Voltaire,
10cc,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Stooges,
Bizarre Inc.,
JFA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cybotron,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Associates,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.