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 Liberia and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Charles Mingus to the rap 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 Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Unrelated Segments,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Thompson Twins,
The Litter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joensuu 1685,
Cybotron,
Barbara Tucker,
Intrusion,
Infiniti,
Gabor Szabo,
Graham Central Station,
Matthew Halsall,
Panda Bear,
Bauhaus,
Faust,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bill Near,
The Velvet Underground,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mark Hollis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Davy DMX,
Ultra Naté,
The Human League,
Buzzcocks,
Malaria!,
Excepter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quadrant,
T.S.O.L.,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Donny Hathaway,
Josef K,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
CMW,
Brass Construction,
The Victims,
Pantytec,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Oneida,
Altered Images,
Essential Logic,
Iggy Pop,
Tomorrow,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pulsallama,
Smog,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alison Limerick,
Tears for Fears,
Porter Ricks,
Bootsy Collins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Angry Samoans,
Wire,
Anakelly,
Cluster,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.