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 Bolivia and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Kayak to the grunge 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Camberwell Now,
June of 44,
Moebius,
Urselle,
Wings,
Fad Gadget,
Erykah Badu,
Soulsonic Force,
Shuggie Otis,
Lightning Bolt,
The Fuzztones,
Lindisfarne,
Pierre Henry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Susan Cadogan,
X-101,
Easy Going,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Standells,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Görl,
Deakin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Kinks,
the Sonics,
Glenn Branca,
The Sonics,
Donald Byrd,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Andrew Hill,
Henry Cow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marc Almond,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Crime,
Blake Baxter,
Icehouse,
The Evens,
Hoover,
Davy DMX,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rufus Thomas,
Reuben Wilson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marvin Gaye,
Scott Walker,
Quantec,
Patti Smith,
Black Moon,
Suburban Knight,
Fatback Band,
Lalann,
Banda Bassotti,
Severed Heads,
Bobby Byrd,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The United States of America,
Y Pants,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.