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 United Kingdom and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb 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 John Cale to the rock 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eden Ahbez,
Tres Demented,
Gang Starr,
Drexciya,
Slick Rick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Harpers Bizarre,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Bar-Kays,
The Mojo Men,
The Fuzztones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ponytail,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ornette Coleman,
The Kinks,
The Vogues,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nas,
Mandrill,
Michelle Simonal,
AZ,
Quando Quango,
Country Teasers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DJ Sneak,
The Slits,
Arab on Radar,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Misunderstood,
Moss Icon,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Monks,
Nik Kershaw,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Monolake,
Niagra,
The Martian,
UT,
Black Moon,
The Gladiators,
Oneida,
Icehouse,
Animal Collective,
Donald Byrd,
DJ Style,
The Searchers,
Tom Boy,
48th St. Collective,
the Human League,
Little Man,
The Count Five,
Lungfish,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Victims,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.