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 Mali and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Davy DMX to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Colin Newman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arab on Radar,
the Human League,
Model 500,
ABC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eli Mardock,
Bootsy Collins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Electric Prunes,
Barry Ungar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Metal Thangz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kayak,
The Kinks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David Axelrod,
Dorothy Ashby,
Anakelly,
DNA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül II,
Letta Mbulu,
The Litter,
Joe Smooth,
Television,
LL Cool J,
Brand Nubian,
Anthony Braxton,
Little Man,
The Smoke,
Lower 48,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
Deadbeat,
Al Stewart,
Darondo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scrapy,
Fluxion,
Todd Rundgren,
Tomorrow,
Banda Bassotti,
D'Angelo,
Stetsasonic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Donald Byrd,
Accadde A,
Matthew Bourne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Althea and Donna,
Toni Rubio,
Eve St. Jones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.