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 Nigeria and from Philadelphia.
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 Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Panda Bear to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Grey Daturas,
The Gun Club,
Camberwell Now,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pagans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Altered Images,
Aloha Tigers,
Basic Channel,
Robert Wyatt,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bang On A Can,
Echospace,
Mark Hollis,
Easy Going,
Fatback Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Minnie Riperton,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Searchers,
David Bowie,
The Gories,
Stiv Bators,
Sun Ra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Subhumans,
The Seeds,
Junior Murvin,
U.S. Maple,
Black Bananas,
The Monochrome Set,
Nik Kershaw,
the Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mars,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Holt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hasil Adkins,
Monolake,
The Flesh Eaters,
Todd Terry,
Ituana,
Skaos,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gabor Szabo,
Au Pairs,
Ponytail,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Star Department,
Marine Girls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Unwound,
Siglo XX,
Masters at Work,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.