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 Ecuador and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Joensuu 1685 to the grunge 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
The Birthday Party,
Minny Pops,
Sonny Sharrock,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Cure,
The Buckinghams,
Pylon,
Kaleidoscope,
Derrick May,
Ultimate Spinach,
Moebius,
The Mummies,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fall,
Sparks,
Make Up,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sällskapet,
Pere Ubu,
Glenn Branca,
CMW,
the Sonics,
Urselle,
The Alarm Clocks,
Boredoms,
Sun Ra,
The Offenders,
Don Cherry,
The Moody Blues,
June of 44,
Robert Wyatt,
Cameo,
Lower 48,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arab on Radar,
The Mojo Men,
Alison Limerick,
Lyres,
Rekid,
Jeff Mills,
The Pretty Things,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bad Manners,
Gong,
The Durutti Column,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
a-ha,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric Copeland,
Brass Construction,
Joensuu 1685,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Slits,
Accadde A,
The Neon Judgement,
Bronski Beat,
Goldenarms,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.