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 the UAE and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 The Real Kids to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rod Modell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Offenders,
Alice Coltrane,
Brick,
Quando Quango,
Graham Central Station,
Dawn Penn,
Tres Demented,
Procol Harum,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
OOIOO,
Los Fastidios,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Slick Rick,
Ronnie Foster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Martian,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Massinfluence,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Average White Band,
Cybotron,
Camouflage,
The Raincoats,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camberwell Now,
Pet Shop Boys,
Aural Exciters,
Sound Behaviour,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
David Bowie,
Barclay James Harvest,
Motorama,
The Selecter,
The Blackbyrds,
The Invisible,
David Axelrod,
Rosa Yemen,
James White and The Blacks,
John Cale,
The Knickerbockers,
Moby Grape,
The Mojo Men,
Agitation Free,
Spandau Ballet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minor Threat,
Organ,
Neil Young,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eurythmics,
Lindisfarne,
Scott Walker,
The Seeds,
The Walker Brothers,
Marmalade,
D'Angelo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.