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 France and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare 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 Panda Bear to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
The Monks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Byrd,
Arab on Radar,
The Red Krayola,
Warren Ellis,
The Grass Roots,
Patti Smith,
Susan Cadogan,
Simply Red,
Kaleidoscope,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lebanon Hanover,
Anakelly,
Angry Samoans,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalann,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Qualms,
The Skatalites,
Lower 48,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Cowsills,
Livin' Joy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rotary Connection,
Q65,
Skarface,
Scion,
Scratch Acid,
Echospace,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Funky Four + One,
Deakin,
Prince Buster,
The Young Rascals,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Invisible,
Pierre Henry,
Suburban Knight,
Neu!,
Intrusion,
Amon Düül,
Animal Collective,
Main Source,
The Trojans,
The Busters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dawn Penn,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Radio Birdman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chrome,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.