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 Slovenia and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 David Bowie 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 Moby Grape to the jazz 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Oblivians,
Terry Callier,
The Smiths,
Flamin' Groovies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Arab on Radar,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Flag,
Mandrill,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Pus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crispy Ambulance,
Howard Jones,
The Moleskins,
Bill Near,
Black Bananas,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nils Olav,
The Residents,
Absolute Body Control,
Slave,
Amon Düül,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fat Boys,
Subhumans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Techniques,
Mars,
Index,
Quando Quango,
Second Layer,
Soul Sonic Force,
Masters at Work,
Hasil Adkins,
Sister Nancy,
Wire,
Stetsasonic,
The Fuzztones,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Supertramp,
Minor Threat,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Magazine,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed,
Kevin Saunderson,
Silicon Teens,
The Monochrome Set,
Q and Not U,
Anthony Braxton,
Lee Hazlewood,
Khruangbin,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.