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 Chad and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New Christs to the rock 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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Bill Near,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang Green,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Pop Group,
Brand Nubian,
The United States of America,
Outsiders,
The Kinks,
Wasted Youth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moebius,
Donald Byrd,
The Vogues,
China Crisis,
Los Fastidios,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nick Fraelich,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mark Hollis,
Popol Vuh,
Animal Collective,
Brothers Johnson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cameo,
Crooked Eye,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jandek,
Joey Negro,
Throbbing Gristle,
Colin Newman,
The Blackbyrds,
The Angels of Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
June Days,
Don Cherry,
Shuggie Otis,
Maleditus Sound,
JFA,
Scrapy,
Barbara Tucker,
David Bowie,
The Gun Club,
Kerrie Biddell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Icehouse,
Sam Rivers,
Cybotron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Martian,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Cowsills,
Reagan Youth,
The Five Americans,
Isaac Hayes,
Qualms,
The Doors,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.