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 Vietnam and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Grass Roots to the electroclash 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Grey Daturas,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Colin Newman,
Youth Brigade,
Unwound,
Silicon Teens,
Nick Fraelich,
Excepter,
Little Man,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Zeros,
Mars,
Rod Modell,
Darondo,
Sarah Menescal,
Pylon,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Harmonia,
The Offenders,
Jacques Brel,
La Düsseldorf,
Cal Tjader,
The Black Dice,
John Coltrane,
Maurizio,
Livin' Joy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Move,
Stetsasonic,
June Days,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
KRS-One,
Lucky Dragons,
The United States of America,
Sugar Minott,
Stiv Bators,
Judy Mowatt,
Man Eating Sloth,
Funkadelic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris & Cosey,
London Community Gospel Choir,
A Certain Ratio,
Junior Murvin,
Lungfish,
Aswad,
Man Parrish,
The Dead C,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Animal Collective,
The Fire Engines,
OOIOO,
Pagans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.