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 Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
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 mellotron 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 Quando Quango to the punk 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Von Mondo,
Minny Pops,
The Fire Engines,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Parrish,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ituana,
The Black Dice,
Slick Rick,
The Gun Club,
Chrome,
the Sonics,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Echospace,
Black Bananas,
Desert Stars,
Brothers Johnson,
KRS-One,
Nirvana,
Erasure,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Index,
Los Fastidios,
Neu!,
Robert Wyatt,
Television,
Model 500,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Skatalites,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fela Kuti,
Dual Sessions,
Stiv Bators,
Lucky Dragons,
Skarface,
Young Marble Giants,
Thee Headcoats,
Bronski Beat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Zeros,
New Order,
The Names,
Kerri Chandler,
Amon Düül,
Nation of Ulysses,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sex Pistols,
Gastr Del Sol,
Delta 5,
Jesper Dahlback,
Niagra,
Essential Logic,
Mars,
Malaria!,
Arthur Verocai,
Pierre Henry,
Robert Hood,
Cecil Taylor,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.