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 the UAE and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minor Threat to the jazz 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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Danielle Patucci,
Chris Corsano,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brand Nubian,
Alton Ellis,
Grauzone,
Agent Orange,
Cheater Slicks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tomorrow,
the Slits,
A Certain Ratio,
Sparks,
Susan Cadogan,
X-101,
Matthew Halsall,
Roxette,
John Foxx,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Arthur Verocai,
Jeff Mills,
World's Most,
Fad Gadget,
Hot Snakes,
Pussy Galore,
La Düsseldorf,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hardrive,
Cecil Taylor,
The Gories,
The Saints,
Tres Demented,
Panda Bear,
LL Cool J,
The Dead C,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Shadows of Knight,
James White and The Blacks,
Tim Buckley,
AZ,
the Association,
The Kinks,
The Grass Roots,
Porter Ricks,
Khruangbin,
Grey Daturas,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bang On A Can,
Ronan,
Unwound,
Essential Logic,
The Misunderstood,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Neon Judgement,
Anthony Braxton,
The Raincoats,
The Velvet Underground,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.