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 Bhutan and from Portland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Quantec 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Flesh Eaters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
T. Rex,
Ponytail,
Scott Walker,
Ultravox,
Lucky Dragons,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Techniques,
Spoonie Gee,
Al Stewart,
Graham Central Station,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hardrive,
The Real Kids,
Lindisfarne,
Japan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sarah Menescal,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Birthday Party,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joyce Sims,
The J.B.'s,
Negative Approach,
Bad Manners,
Robert Hood,
Sandy B,
The New Christs,
Das Ding,
Scion,
MC5,
Archie Shepp,
Jeff Mills,
The Knickerbockers,
Brick,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nico,
Dawn Penn,
The Standells,
The Fuzztones,
Skriet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Neon Judgement,
John Foxx,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobby Womack,
Sister Nancy,
Cluster,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sun City Girls,
Smog,
Alice Coltrane,
Echospace,
Radiohead,
Kaleidoscope,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.