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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Raincoats to the dance 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Judy Mowatt,
Stetsasonic,
Easy Going,
Tommy Roe,
Khruangbin,
Black Flag,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Chris & Cosey,
The Real Kids,
Arthur Verocai,
Byron Stingily,
Mars,
Man Parrish,
The Skatalites,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bluetip,
Sex Pistols,
Roxy Music,
Rosa Yemen,
Barbara Tucker,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
E-Dancer,
Grey Daturas,
Schoolly D,
Rekid,
Mandrill,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sun City Girls,
Audionom,
The Gories,
Metal Thangz,
Wings,
Negative Approach,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Guru Guru,
Pet Shop Boys,
David Bowie,
Unwound,
Althea and Donna,
EPMD,
Tears for Fears,
Cal Tjader,
Delta 5,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Flash Fearless,
The Knickerbockers,
Television,
Sugar Minott,
Interpol,
Bauhaus,
Crime,
Duran Duran,
John Holt,
The Cowsills,
Ultra Naté,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Selecter,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.