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 Tanzania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Edmonton and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 marimba 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 Scrapy to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Motorama,
Adolescents,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sandy B,
Leonard Cohen,
The Techniques,
Sixth Finger,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Star Department,
Outsiders,
Blake Baxter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yellowson,
Terry Callier,
Harmonia,
Patti Smith,
Ronan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gories,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stiv Bators,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Smiths,
UT,
New Order,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultra Naté,
Sonic Youth,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cosmic Jokers,
AZ,
Yaz,
Tubeway Army,
Grauzone,
R.M.O.,
Liliput,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pagans,
Zapp,
48th St. Collective,
Howard Jones,
The Associates,
Fela Kuti,
Nirvana,
Silicon Teens,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Fania All-Stars,
Flipper,
Surgeon,
The Misunderstood,
Anthony Braxton,
Alton Ellis,
Max Romeo,
L. Decosne,
Glenn Branca,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.