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 Portugal and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the electroclash 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Slave,
John Coltrane,
A Certain Ratio,
The Stooges,
Nico,
Vladislav Delay,
Alison Limerick,
The Last Poets,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bluetip,
Shoche,
Sugar Minott,
Tres Demented,
The Fuzztones,
Siglo XX,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
New Age Steppers,
Chris Corsano,
Jacques Brel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Albert Ayler,
Liliput,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Associates,
X-102,
Dual Sessions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun Ra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Magma,
Loose Ends,
Massinfluence,
Marine Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
Sarah Menescal,
Banda Bassotti,
The Moleskins,
Mark Hollis,
The Sonics,
The Gories,
Moby Grape,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smoke,
Kayak,
Supertramp,
Bronski Beat,
Jandek,
The Young Rascals,
Public Enemy,
K-Klass,
Khruangbin,
Monks,
Echospace,
The Golliwogs,
Anthony Braxton,
UT,
Ossler,
The Gun Club,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.