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 East Timor and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Bobby Womack to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Camberwell Now,
A Certain Ratio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Accadde A,
Janne Schatter,
Jerry's Kids,
The Techniques,
The Fall,
The Golliwogs,
Mad Mike,
The Busters,
Alton Ellis,
The Music Machine,
Adolescents,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lalann,
Tres Demented,
Lou Christie,
Roy Ayers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick,
The Buckinghams,
Sun City Girls,
Quantec,
The Pop Group,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bad Manners,
Scott Walker,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cheater Slicks,
The Dead C,
Thompson Twins,
Matthew Bourne,
E-Dancer,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed,
Talk Talk,
Dennis Brown,
The J.B.'s,
Royal Trux,
CMW,
Dawn Penn,
Max Romeo,
Young Marble Giants,
The Durutti Column,
Slave,
New Order,
Juan Atkins,
Easy Going,
Jandek,
Tom Boy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ponytail,
Albert Ayler,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jerry Gold Smith,
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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.