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 Yemen and from Houston.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gastr Del Sol to the grunge 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anakelly,
Trumans Water,
Pantaleimon,
Sound Behaviour,
Marc Almond,
Dawn Penn,
Yaz,
Laurel Aitken,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
A Certain Ratio,
Khruangbin,
the Slits,
Susan Cadogan,
Wings,
Marine Girls,
The Misunderstood,
Curtis Mayfield,
Panda Bear,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joe Finger,
Chris & Cosey,
Josef K,
The Modern Lovers,
Sonic Youth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Aloha Tigers,
The Wake,
The Music Machine,
Infiniti,
Magazine,
Neu!,
The Doors,
JFA,
Mr. Review,
The Barracudas,
Scott Walker,
Quando Quango,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deakin,
The Five Americans,
Unrelated Segments,
Mandrill,
Gastr Del Sol,
Supertramp,
Electric Prunes,
Danielle Patucci,
Popol Vuh,
Peter and Kerry,
The Toasters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Max Romeo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Silicon Teens,
Godley & Creme,
Boz Scaggs,
Jandek,
Fela Kuti,
Masters at Work,
Robert Hood,
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.