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 Zimbabwe and from London.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 Franke to the techno 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Alton Ellis,
Desert Stars,
Danielle Patucci,
Cybotron,
PIL,
The Star Department,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Trumans Water,
Radiohead,
the Sonics,
Porter Ricks,
Black Pus,
Fear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Moby Grape,
Pulsallama,
the Germs,
Hardrive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Smooth,
E-Dancer,
Schoolly D,
Alison Limerick,
Swans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dual Sessions,
The Gladiators,
Bill Wells,
David McCallum,
Ornette Coleman,
The Motions,
The Mojo Men,
The Index,
Lungfish,
Chris & Cosey,
the Soft Cell,
Black Flag,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quantec,
Aswad,
Nils Olav,
UT,
The Shadows of Knight,
Darondo,
Peter & Gordon,
The Slits,
The Standells,
Amon Düül,
Albert Ayler,
David Axelrod,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MC5,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Derrick Morgan,
Wolf Eyes,
Chris Corsano,
John Cale,
Connie Case,
Von Mondo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kevin Saunderson,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.