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 San Marino and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Stetsasonic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Wings,
Massinfluence,
Vladislav Delay,
Skriet,
Underground Resistance,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dawn Penn,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dead C,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Japan,
Dave Gahan,
The Walker Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Radiohead,
The Moleskins,
Black Flag,
Crime,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marmalade,
Scan 7,
Pantytec,
Royal Trux,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marc Almond,
Black Sheep,
This Heat,
Moby Grape,
ABBA,
Agent Orange,
Cheater Slicks,
The Buckinghams,
The Blackbyrds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Television Personalities,
Q and Not U,
The Raincoats,
L. Decosne,
The Motions,
Gong,
Deadbeat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Buzzcocks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kenny Larkin,
The Cowsills,
Camberwell Now,
Eden Ahbez,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Toni Rubio,
Suburban Knight,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Slackers,
Lakeside,
CMW,
Terrestrial Tones,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.