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 Paraguay and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ronan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Underground Resistance,
Mr. Review,
The Star Department,
Johnny Osbourne,
Delta 5,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Kinks,
Icehouse,
Agitation Free,
Duran Duran,
Technova,
Stetsasonic,
The Cramps,
Swell Maps,
Rufus Thomas,
Roxy Music,
Charles Mingus,
Gong,
Piero Umiliani,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Silicon Teens,
Tim Buckley,
Roger Hodgson,
The Standells,
Nico,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Pus,
Rotary Connection,
Sugar Minott,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Raincoats,
Second Layer,
Motorama,
The Mummies,
Idris Muhammad,
Boredoms,
Hardrive,
Q and Not U,
Danielle Patucci,
KRS-One,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cure,
Kevin Saunderson,
Warren Ellis,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Visage,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Excepter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lower 48,
ABBA,
Accadde A,
Soft Machine,
Anthony Braxton,
Electric Prunes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kaleidoscope,
The Monochrome Set,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.