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 Cameroon and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Names 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Chris Corsano,
Pylon,
Lower 48,
Grauzone,
Tubeway Army,
Boogie Down Productions,
Aaron Thompson,
Duran Duran,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Smog,
June Days,
Circle Jerks,
Reuben Wilson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
David Axelrod,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pole,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MC5,
Chris & Cosey,
The Names,
Donny Hathaway,
Mars,
Masters at Work,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roxette,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Doobie Brothers,
Inner City,
Althea and Donna,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Kinks,
Flipper,
Youth Brigade,
Leonard Cohen,
Andrew Hill,
Adolescents,
The Smiths,
Pantaleimon,
Nirvana,
The Five Americans,
Scott Walker,
Jerry's Kids,
Unwound,
Thompson Twins,
Underground Resistance,
Rites of Spring,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eurythmics,
Audionom,
Au Pairs,
Zapp,
Lalann,
Hasil Adkins,
the Swans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ludus,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.