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 Sudan 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Martian to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
The Birthday Party,
Maurizio,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fat Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mr. Review,
Boz Scaggs,
Kas Product,
Vladislav Delay,
These Immortal Souls,
Slick Rick,
Yaz,
Deakin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rites of Spring,
Ultravox,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Japan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pole,
Drexciya,
Magazine,
Todd Rundgren,
Joy Division,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Shuggie Otis,
Saccharine Trust,
Gang of Four,
10cc,
Eric Dolphy,
The Skatalites,
Lalo Schifrin,
Skarface,
The Invisible,
Mantronix,
Chrome,
Lungfish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Misunderstood,
Lou Christie,
Echospace,
Rufus Thomas,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soft Cell,
Icehouse,
Clear Light,
Nico,
Faust,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Crooked Eye,
China Crisis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
LL Cool J,
The Techniques,
The Happenings,
Fatback Band,
Sandy B,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.