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 Singapore and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Blancmange,
Blossom Toes,
Pantaleimon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
In Retrospect,
The Count Five,
The Associates,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Invisible,
Man Parrish,
Panda Bear,
Jacob Miller,
Althea and Donna,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ornette Coleman,
The Doors,
Todd Terry,
Bill Near,
Chrome,
Kas Product,
Outsiders,
Kerri Chandler,
Television Personalities,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Vogues,
Basic Channel,
Con Funk Shun,
Rekid,
Shuggie Otis,
Roger Hodgson,
Jawbox,
Rosa Yemen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Al Stewart,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
Fluxion,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Sheep,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nirvana,
Skarface,
Marvin Gaye,
Groovy Waters,
Sun City Girls,
Deepchord,
The Red Krayola,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gabor Szabo,
The Happenings,
The Real Kids,
Michelle Simonal,
The Blackbyrds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Blues Magoos,
The New Christs,
Neil Young,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Germs,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.