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 Libya and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Fire Engines to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Anthony Braxton,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang Green,
The Blackbyrds,
Subhumans,
Clear Light,
Ohio Players,
Freddie Wadling,
The Searchers,
The Busters,
Schoolly D,
Stetsasonic,
Lee Hazlewood,
MC5,
Robert Wyatt,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ituana,
Roxy Music,
10cc,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Durutti Column,
Bauhaus,
Matthew Halsall,
Groovy Waters,
Harmonia,
DJ Style,
Brothers Johnson,
Eli Mardock,
Kerri Chandler,
Sister Nancy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scientists,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tomorrow,
Arthur Verocai,
Amon Düül II,
Animal Collective,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Terry Callier,
Ronnie Foster,
Black Bananas,
Soft Cell,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dave Gahan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Negative Approach,
Audionom,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jeff Lynne,
Swell Maps,
Piero Umiliani,
Deakin,
Dennis Brown,
Rotary Connection,
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.