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 France and from Salvador.
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 Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Holger Czukay 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 Unwound to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Babytalk,
MC5,
Pet Shop Boys,
Blossom Toes,
DJ Sneak,
James White and The Blacks,
Deepchord,
Gang Gang Dance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Subhumans,
AZ,
Aural Exciters,
New Order,
Ralphi Rosario,
Toni Rubio,
One Last Wish,
Josef K,
Joensuu 1685,
D'Angelo,
Amazonics,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Joy Division,
Youth Brigade,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Moby Grape,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cecil Taylor,
Charles Mingus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Peter & Gordon,
Tom Boy,
Organ,
Rosa Yemen,
The Dirtbombs,
The Tremeloes,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cure,
Wally Richardson,
Steve Hackett,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Birthday Party,
Tomorrow,
The Stooges,
The Gladiators,
Technova,
Gichy Dan,
Piero Umiliani,
Aaron Thompson,
Peter and Kerry,
Zero Boys,
Rapeman,
These Immortal Souls,
Black Moon,
The Red Krayola,
Blake Baxter,
Byron Stingily,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Colin Newman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Leaves,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.