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 Korea North and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
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 clarinet 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 Flamin' Groovies to the disco 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kenny Larkin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Groovy Waters,
Sparks,
Nik Kershaw,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Blues Magoos,
Surgeon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Livin' Joy,
The Index,
Television Personalities,
The Zeros,
Patti Smith,
Television,
R.M.O.,
Minutemen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bauhaus,
Index,
The Walker Brothers,
AZ,
Davy DMX,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Sonics,
Ronnie Foster,
Terry Callier,
Man Parrish,
Franke,
Reuben Wilson,
Aaron Thompson,
The Sound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Five Americans,
Bob Dylan,
Ponytail,
The Last Poets,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scratch Acid,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Swans,
Moebius,
Anthony Braxton,
Lucky Dragons,
Agent Orange,
The Birthday Party,
Sällskapet,
D'Angelo,
Chris & Cosey,
Little Man,
Parry Music,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.