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 Guatemala and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Searchers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Khruangbin,
Todd Rundgren,
Dead Boys,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Selecter,
Chris Corsano,
Drive Like Jehu,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sarah Menescal,
Hot Snakes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Terry Callier,
The Mojo Men,
The Human League,
Simply Red,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Delta 5,
The Happenings,
Albert Ayler,
Faust,
the Normal,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moby Grape,
Guru Guru,
Kas Product,
Spoonie Gee,
Subhumans,
Kaleidoscope,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Move,
the Swans,
The Slackers,
Erasure,
Roxette,
Carl Craig,
Eddi Front,
Scott Walker,
Morten Harket,
Rufus Thomas,
Absolute Body Control,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minutemen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Harry Pussy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Crime,
Angry Samoans,
The Flesh Eaters,
Metal Thangz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Seeds,
Rod Modell,
Ralphi Rosario,
The New Christs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lower 48,
Scan 7,
Drexciya,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.