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 Belarus and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Black Bananas to the grime 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Saccharine Trust,
Kayak,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Second Layer,
X-102,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camouflage,
Television Personalities,
The Gories,
Fear,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
ABC,
Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Stereo Dub,
Danielle Patucci,
Grey Daturas,
Zero Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Warsaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
Brand Nubian,
DJ Sneak,
Excepter,
Mr. Review,
D'Angelo,
A Certain Ratio,
Josef K,
Drexciya,
Cal Tjader,
Youth Brigade,
Oneida,
T. Rex,
Don Cherry,
Monolake,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hot Snakes,
Young Marble Giants,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soulsonic Force,
Siglo XX,
Ronnie Foster,
Aural Exciters,
EPMD,
The Cure,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fugazi,
Massinfluence,
Roger Hodgson,
Joe Finger,
Albert Ayler,
Spandau Ballet,
Circle Jerks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Silicon Teens,
Skaos,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rites of Spring,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.