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 Algeria 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Stetsasonic to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
The Mummies,
Kenny Larkin,
Bill Near,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Gun Club,
X-102,
Gabor Szabo,
Whodini,
Harry Pussy,
cv313,
The Grass Roots,
Barrington Levy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Germs,
Agent Orange,
Sparks,
Section 25,
Animal Collective,
Leonard Cohen,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wings,
Gregory Isaacs,
Popol Vuh,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jandek,
Hoover,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Toni Rubio,
David McCallum,
Hardrive,
Kerri Chandler,
Ice-T,
Terry Callier,
Lebanon Hanover,
Intrusion,
Lightning Bolt,
Dual Sessions,
The Stooges,
Bluetip,
Swans,
Funkadelic,
Junior Murvin,
The Fortunes,
Stetsasonic,
Johnny Clarke,
Ultimate Spinach,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Theoretical Girls,
Janne Schatter,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Echospace,
Sonny Sharrock,
Easy Going,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fire Engines,
Cheater Slicks,
Monks,
Royal Trux,
Monolake,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.