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 Philippines and from Madrid.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin 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 spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sandy B,
Silicon Teens,
Skarface,
Spandau Ballet,
The Zeros,
Sam Rivers,
Howard Jones,
The Seeds,
Rakim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Radiopuhelimet,
Faraquet,
Charles Mingus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Basic Channel,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fela Kuti,
The Velvet Underground,
Barbara Tucker,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ituana,
U.S. Maple,
Bill Wells,
Hoover,
Steve Hackett,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sparks,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Buckinghams,
This Heat,
Symarip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Move,
Sarah Menescal,
Glenn Branca,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Y Pants,
Siglo XX,
Livin' Joy,
Al Stewart,
Archie Shepp,
New Order,
Minutemen,
the Slits,
Drexciya,
FM Einheit,
Nico,
Q65,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wings,
Arthur Verocai,
AZ,
Joy Division,
The Pretty Things,
Reuben Wilson,
Funkadelic,
a-ha,
Chris & Cosey,
Pierre Henry,
Maurizio,
JFA,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.