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 Eritrea and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 U.S. Maple to the techno 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Sam Rivers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Quantec,
Eddi Front,
Funkadelic,
Glenn Branca,
The Monochrome Set,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Neon Judgement,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Japan,
Silicon Teens,
The Fuzztones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lyres,
Jerry's Kids,
Saccharine Trust,
Subhumans,
the Sonics,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Iggy Pop,
Kevin Saunderson,
U.S. Maple,
Niagra,
Faraquet,
Kerri Chandler,
Urselle,
Buzzcocks,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Foxx,
Black Moon,
Monks,
The Mojo Men,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Count Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Görl,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang of Four,
Blake Baxter,
Toni Rubio,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Human League,
Underground Resistance,
Moby Grape,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Skarface,
The Fortunes,
Ultravox,
Jeff Lynne,
Radiohead,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kenny Larkin,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.