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 Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Morten Harket to the disco 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Josef K,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Five Americans,
Desert Stars,
Scan 7,
Don Cherry,
David McCallum,
Easy Going,
Intrusion,
Chris Corsano,
Soul Sonic Force,
Radiohead,
Gang Green,
Susan Cadogan,
Sonic Youth,
Danielle Patucci,
The Angels of Light,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Echospace,
James White and The Blacks,
Kas Product,
Alice Coltrane,
Altered Images,
Buzzcocks,
Oneida,
Yaz,
Hardrive,
Graham Central Station,
Sound Behaviour,
The Evens,
Man Parrish,
Stiv Bators,
Symarip,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
E-Dancer,
Erasure,
Slick Rick,
Swell Maps,
Flash Fearless,
X-102,
Make Up,
John Foxx,
DJ Style,
Au Pairs,
Rod Modell,
The Slits,
Faust,
Cluster,
Vainqueur,
Stockholm Monsters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hashim,
Popol Vuh,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Wake,
Letta Mbulu,
Ronan,
the Normal,
Swans,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.