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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Lou Reed 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 Jesper Dahlback to the electroclash 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 Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '50s 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Glenn Branca,
Radiopuhelimet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
James White and The Blacks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Bar-Kays,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rod Modell,
Brand Nubian,
The Durutti Column,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Radio Birdman,
Rekid,
Livin' Joy,
The Angels of Light,
Soft Cell,
Quantec,
Lou Christie,
Subhumans,
The Fall,
F. McDonald,
Smog,
The Wake,
Absolute Body Control,
Unrelated Segments,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Neon Judgement,
Amazonics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Derrick Morgan,
The Index,
Funky Four + One,
Aloha Tigers,
Graham Central Station,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Johnny Clarke,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sandy B,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Barracudas,
Bobby Womack,
Kevin Saunderson,
Reuben Wilson,
Babytalk,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
Minny Pops,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Negative Approach,
Intrusion,
Davy DMX,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ornette Coleman,
Fatback Band,
Tres Demented,
The Moleskins,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.