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 Romania and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Matthew Halsall to the rap 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
The Doors,
David McCallum,
The Dirtbombs,
June Days,
Bang On A Can,
Pantaleimon,
Alphaville,
Cybotron,
Hot Snakes,
Jandek,
Ludus,
Jacques Brel,
Eli Mardock,
Colin Newman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Heaven 17,
Infiniti,
Fugazi,
Organ,
Wally Richardson,
Jeff Mills,
Average White Band,
Reagan Youth,
Motorama,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Supertramp,
Scion,
Johnny Clarke,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joe Smooth,
Faust,
David Axelrod,
Whodini,
Barry Ungar,
Matthew Halsall,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Human League,
The Martian,
DNA,
Pharoah Sanders,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oneida,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quando Quango,
Donald Byrd,
Gabor Szabo,
Nick Fraelich,
Ten City,
The Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alton Ellis,
Banda Bassotti,
Mark Hollis,
Lightning Bolt,
New Order,
Vainqueur,
Chris Corsano,
Chris & Cosey,
Robert Wyatt,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.