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 Oman and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Letta Mbulu,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Neon Judgement,
48th St. Collective,
Mars,
the Soft Cell,
a-ha,
Marc Almond,
Andrew Hill,
Jandek,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Alarm Clocks,
Con Funk Shun,
The New Christs,
Bill Wells,
Grey Daturas,
Das Ding,
Dave Gahan,
Peter & Gordon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Davy DMX,
The Toasters,
Kaleidoscope,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quando Quango,
Glambeats Corp.,
Danielle Patucci,
The Fuzztones,
Bad Manners,
Joe Smooth,
Roy Ayers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Arab on Radar,
Rufus Thomas,
Alton Ellis,
Pagans,
Yellowson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Q and Not U,
The Zeros,
The Names,
Circle Jerks,
The Misunderstood,
ABC,
The Gories,
Skaos,
Jacques Brel,
Chris Corsano,
Thee Headcoats,
Ludus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Reagan Youth,
Gabor Szabo,
Josef K,
Lalann,
Lakeside,
Bluetip,
T.S.O.L.,
JFA,
Underground Resistance,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.