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 Belgium and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the techno 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
Skarface,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cymande,
Warsaw,
The J.B.'s,
Bronski Beat,
Blake Baxter,
Soulsonic Force,
Dead Boys,
Loose Ends,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ludus,
China Crisis,
Lou Reed,
Unwound,
The Offenders,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alice Coltrane,
Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Blues Magoos,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Happenings,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jandek,
The Victims,
the Swans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Colin Newman,
Essential Logic,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Coltrane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hashim,
B.T. Express,
Gong,
Scrapy,
Kurtis Blow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lakeside,
Reagan Youth,
Babytalk,
Sixth Finger,
Goldenarms,
Crooked Eye,
Sällskapet,
The Slackers,
The Tremeloes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fela Kuti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Accadde A,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brothers Johnson,
Wasted Youth,
The Techniques,
Jacob Miller,
Robert Wyatt,
Depeche Mode,
Saccharine Trust,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.