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 Sweden and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Peter & Gordon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pylon,
Mr. Review,
The Vogues,
The Gladiators,
Duran Duran,
Skaos,
Average White Band,
FM Einheit,
John Foxx,
CMW,
Kerri Chandler,
Jeff Mills,
Saccharine Trust,
Eric Dolphy,
Reagan Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Funky Four + One,
Sister Nancy,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Busters,
Neil Young,
Depeche Mode,
Roxette,
Swell Maps,
Faust,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Barracudas,
These Immortal Souls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The New Christs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
X-101,
Rosa Yemen,
The Zeros,
Jandek,
China Crisis,
Dave Gahan,
The Human League,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Magma,
Warren Ellis,
The Cramps,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Goldenarms,
Donny Hathaway,
Todd Terry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scratch Acid,
The American Breed,
Popol Vuh,
June of 44,
Dawn Penn,
The Smoke,
The Associates,
Barrington Levy,
Morten Harket,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.