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 Syria and from London.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Henry Cow to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nils Olav,
The Dirtbombs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Funkadelic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ronan,
Kerri Chandler,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Flag,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Albert Ayler,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wally Richardson,
Little Man,
Aaron Thompson,
48th St. Collective,
Make Up,
Chrome,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Slits,
Skriet,
Marvin Gaye,
Marc Almond,
Don Cherry,
Swans,
CMW,
The Move,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fad Gadget,
Skaos,
Gabor Szabo,
Soul II Soul,
Scrapy,
D'Angelo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Harmonia,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Barrington Levy,
E-Dancer,
The Fire Engines,
This Heat,
The Wake,
Eve St. Jones,
The Fuzztones,
The Durutti Column,
Roxy Music,
The Real Kids,
Procol Harum,
Gang Starr,
Tommy Roe,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Country Teasers,
KRS-One,
Lalann,
Interpol,
Young Marble Giants,
Easy Going,
Flash Fearless,
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.