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 Afghanistan and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Smog to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Martian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Erykah Badu,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rakim,
Gang Green,
Gang Starr,
ABBA,
Subhumans,
Rites of Spring,
Howard Jones,
Barry Ungar,
DJ Sneak,
Make Up,
The Red Krayola,
The Gladiators,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hasil Adkins,
Amazonics,
Banda Bassotti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sonic Youth,
Archie Shepp,
The Divine Comedy,
The Modern Lovers,
Drexciya,
Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brass Construction,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Dolphy,
Motorama,
Dave Gahan,
Henry Cow,
David Bowie,
Swans,
the Swans,
Model 500,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Sonics,
Sixth Finger,
Blancmange,
Prince Buster,
Soul Sonic Force,
Spoonie Gee,
La Düsseldorf,
X-Ray Spex,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pagans,
Swell Maps,
JFA,
The Busters,
The Raincoats,
Pierre Henry,
X-102,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Stooges,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tommy Roe,
Black Sheep,
Eli Mardock,
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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.