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 Maldives and from Delhi.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 China Crisis to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
The Wake,
Jerry's Kids,
Blossom Toes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Reagan Youth,
FM Einheit,
Kool Moe Dee,
Donald Byrd,
Tomorrow,
Whodini,
Aloha Tigers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Depeche Mode,
Todd Terry,
Organ,
David Axelrod,
Althea and Donna,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bush Tetras,
Kas Product,
Brothers Johnson,
Black Flag,
The Divine Comedy,
The Modern Lovers,
Funky Four + One,
Circle Jerks,
Hot Snakes,
Average White Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Index,
E-Dancer,
Minor Threat,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Unwound,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Slits,
Loose Ends,
Harmonia,
Chris Corsano,
Heaven 17,
Nik Kershaw,
Flipper,
Grandmaster Flash,
Iggy Pop,
Clear Light,
Siglo XX,
Terrestrial Tones,
Anakelly,
Connie Case,
Skarface,
Minny Pops,
Tres Demented,
Anthony Braxton,
Slave,
Joey Negro,
Quando Quango,
Kerri Chandler,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.