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 Morocco and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Ponytail 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Joensuu 1685,
Con Funk Shun,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Warren Ellis,
Anakelly,
OOIOO,
Radio Birdman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Judy Mowatt,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Donny Hathaway,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Freddie Wadling,
Minutemen,
Wolf Eyes,
Magma,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
R.M.O.,
Rapeman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Modern Lovers,
Zero Boys,
The Raincoats,
the Swans,
Maurizio,
The Velvet Underground,
Oneida,
FM Einheit,
The Gories,
The Neon Judgement,
Ice-T,
Todd Rundgren,
The American Breed,
A Certain Ratio,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skarface,
Rakim,
Niagra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Severed Heads,
kango's stein massive,
The Shadows of Knight,
Piero Umiliani,
Tommy Roe,
The Remains,
Eric B and Rakim,
T.S.O.L.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sound Behaviour,
Eddi Front,
JFA,
Audionom,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Japan,
Average White Band,
The Mummies,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical 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.