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 Gabon and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sex Pistols to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Seeds,
Dead Boys,
Electric Prunes,
Kaleidoscope,
Desert Stars,
Jacques Brel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kerri Chandler,
New Age Steppers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Terry Callier,
The Motions,
The United States of America,
Ronan,
K-Klass,
Jeff Mills,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sonic Youth,
The Misunderstood,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gong,
Hasil Adkins,
Public Enemy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sarah Menescal,
PIL,
Clear Light,
Tim Buckley,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pierre Henry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
T. Rex,
MDC,
Man Parrish,
Althea and Donna,
Khruangbin,
Porter Ricks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pulsallama,
Joe Smooth,
Minnie Riperton,
JFA,
The Walker Brothers,
Soft Machine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Moby Grape,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
kango's stein massive,
Tom Boy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marc Almond,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mr. Review,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sound Behaviour,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thompson Twins,
Rakim,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.