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 Dominica and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nico 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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Ronan,
Magazine,
Pagans,
Q65,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Monochrome Set,
The Doors,
The Moleskins,
Warren Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Robert Görl,
The American Breed,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Television,
Public Image Ltd.,
Archie Shepp,
Cecil Taylor,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rotary Connection,
T. Rex,
Outsiders,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Mummies,
DJ Style,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Walker Brothers,
Todd Terry,
The Knickerbockers,
Ituana,
Gerry Rafferty,
Charles Mingus,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Skatalites,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Slick Rick,
Mission of Burma,
Banda Bassotti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eddi Front,
Ornette Coleman,
James White and The Blacks,
DJ Sneak,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Divine Comedy,
Jawbox,
the Germs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grandmaster Flash,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joe Finger,
Tomorrow,
JFA,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.