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 Panama and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Metal Thangz to the disco 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
This Heat,
The Grass Roots,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Fania All-Stars,
Arthur Verocai,
The Mojo Men,
Black Bananas,
Y Pants,
Bob Dylan,
Altered Images,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Easy Going,
Lucky Dragons,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ossler,
Ice-T,
Sugar Minott,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vainqueur,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eve St. Jones,
Inner City,
Harmonia,
Aaron Thompson,
Mr. Review,
The Durutti Column,
Dave Gahan,
LL Cool J,
Alice Coltrane,
June Days,
Loose Ends,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Massinfluence,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cramps,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eric Copeland,
Monks,
Underground Resistance,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barry Ungar,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Junior Murvin,
The Selecter,
Outsiders,
James White and The Blacks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultravox,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Modern Lovers,
Symarip,
Judy Mowatt,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.