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 Thailand and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Drexciya to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Marshall Jefferson,
CMW,
The Vogues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harmonia,
Tomorrow,
Siglo XX,
Yazoo,
This Heat,
8 Eyed Spy,
Arthur Verocai,
The Associates,
The Smoke,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The J.B.'s,
Quadrant,
Grey Daturas,
Wire,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Half Japanese,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lucky Dragons,
Joe Finger,
Qualms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Trojans,
Goldenarms,
the Soft Cell,
Malaria!,
Fela Kuti,
The Walker Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Foxx,
Cluster,
Rakim,
Bronski Beat,
Peter and Kerry,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lightning Bolt,
X-102,
Bush Tetras,
The Cowsills,
Mandrill,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Davy DMX,
The Moleskins,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
MC5,
the Swans,
Smog,
Wolf Eyes,
Pet Shop Boys,
R.M.O.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Agent Orange,
The Last Poets,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.