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 Poland and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pop Group to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Deadbeat,
Alphaville,
48th St. Collective,
Crispy Ambulance,
David Axelrod,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fatback Band,
Althea and Donna,
The Zeros,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Evens,
Talk Talk,
Sexual Harrassment,
PIL,
Minor Threat,
Joey Negro,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Make Up,
Warsaw,
Joy Division,
Tears for Fears,
The Fire Engines,
Dark Day,
The Moody Blues,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Davy DMX,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gories,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
New Order,
The Misunderstood,
Bill Near,
Eric Copeland,
Letta Mbulu,
Roxette,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Popol Vuh,
Circle Jerks,
Crash Course in Science,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ice-T,
Grey Daturas,
Q and Not U,
Howard Jones,
David Bowie,
Blossom Toes,
Swell Maps,
Japan,
The Offenders,
The Buckinghams,
Patti Smith,
10cc,
Donald Byrd,
Cecil Taylor,
The Human League,
Eric Dolphy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
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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.