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 Luxembourg and from Manila.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
FM Einheit,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Matthew Bourne,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gun Club,
Hoover,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Real Kids,
The Monochrome Set,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Durutti Column,
Arcadia,
Amon Düül,
Underground Resistance,
Camberwell Now,
Bill Wells,
Jandek,
Crispian St. Peters,
Youth Brigade,
The Slackers,
Rekid,
Bauhaus,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fortunes,
the Association,
Hot Snakes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brass Construction,
K-Klass,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fugs,
the Soft Cell,
Aaron Thompson,
Schoolly D,
John Coltrane,
The Red Krayola,
Livin' Joy,
The Names,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pierre Henry,
Easy Going,
Grauzone,
Iggy Pop,
8 Eyed Spy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Procol Harum,
The Evens,
Lungfish,
The Beau Brummels,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Unwound,
cv313,
Slave,
Thompson Twins,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Moleskins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.