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 Serbia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
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 rhodes 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 Kaleidoscope to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Second Layer,
Slave,
Interpol,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barry Ungar,
Gang Green,
Stockholm Monsters,
Toni Rubio,
Morten Harket,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Young Rascals,
ABC,
Underground Resistance,
Eden Ahbez,
Matthew Halsall,
The United States of America,
Marmalade,
Ronnie Foster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Standells,
Sister Nancy,
Excepter,
Bobby Womack,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bang On A Can,
Rakim,
Minutemen,
Lou Christie,
Tropical Tobacco,
Television Personalities,
Stereo Dub,
Joe Smooth,
Nas,
the Slits,
Dave Gahan,
Bobby Byrd,
Scott Walker,
Sixth Finger,
It's A Beautiful Day,
kango's stein massive,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bush Tetras,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Toasters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yazoo,
The Cure,
Das Ding,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The American Breed,
48th St. Collective,
John Cale,
John Holt,
Arcadia,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.