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 Djibouti and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the funk 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Motorama,
Rapeman,
Easy Going,
Siglo XX,
Severed Heads,
Howard Jones,
Arthur Verocai,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABC,
AZ,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Moleskins,
The Mummies,
Chris Corsano,
OOIOO,
Jandek,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Erykah Badu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eli Mardock,
Rakim,
Procol Harum,
the Bar-Kays,
Funky Four + One,
Pantytec,
Mandrill,
Soulsonic Force,
Joensuu 1685,
Yaz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Excepter,
Minnie Riperton,
Neil Young,
Marshall Jefferson,
Roxy Music,
Janne Schatter,
Cecil Taylor,
Moby Grape,
The Happenings,
Fear,
Lakeside,
Neu!,
Sonic Youth,
Rites of Spring,
Mission of Burma,
Wings,
Japan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Faust,
Grandmaster Flash,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ice-T,
The Golliwogs,
Section 25,
The Seeds,
Glenn Branca,
Television Personalities,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.