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 Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord 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 Swell Maps to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Au Pairs,
Soft Machine,
Pagans,
The Happenings,
Man Parrish,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric Dolphy,
Popol Vuh,
Delta 5,
Grey Daturas,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy Collins,
Pussy Galore,
Make Up,
The Saints,
A Certain Ratio,
The Offenders,
Section 25,
The Doors,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gong,
The Smiths,
Urselle,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Chris Corsano,
The Tremeloes,
Moebius,
Agitation Free,
Sun City Girls,
New York Dolls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
U.S. Maple,
David Bowie,
Average White Band,
Dave Gahan,
Lindisfarne,
The Young Rascals,
Yaz,
Ohio Players,
Electric Prunes,
The Velvet Underground,
The Move,
Sixth Finger,
Slick Rick,
Roxette,
Echospace,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Minny Pops,
The Techniques,
Funkadelic,
Skaos,
Grandmaster Flash,
Siglo XX,
Boogie Down Productions,
Suicide,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.