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 Spain and from Jakarta.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro 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 Nick Fraelich to the grime 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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scan 7,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Porter Ricks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sister Nancy,
Wire,
Henry Cow,
Nas,
Brand Nubian,
Letta Mbulu,
Minny Pops,
Slave,
Gichy Dan,
Dawn Penn,
Radiohead,
Infiniti,
Althea and Donna,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scientists,
Young Marble Giants,
Rod Modell,
Sällskapet,
The Move,
Avey Tare,
The Zeros,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Birthday Party,
Cymande,
Half Japanese,
Groovy Waters,
Ituana,
Dave Gahan,
The Invisible,
Eddi Front,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Monks,
Public Enemy,
Severed Heads,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alphaville,
Agent Orange,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Residents,
JFA,
Slick Rick,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mo-Dettes,
MC5,
The Wake,
Unwound,
Lower 48,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Guru Guru,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Associates,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joensuu 1685,
Flamin' Groovies,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.