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 Mexico and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Delon & Dalcan,
Franke,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultra Naté,
Parry Music,
The Alarm Clocks,
Marvin Gaye,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Dirtbombs,
Matthew Halsall,
Skaos,
Icehouse,
Drive Like Jehu,
These Immortal Souls,
Depeche Mode,
Ohio Players,
The Seeds,
kango's stein massive,
Leonard Cohen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Neu!,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Organ,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Silicon Teens,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Stiv Bators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Trumans Water,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Buckinghams,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Prince Buster,
Harmonia,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
UT,
Ponytail,
Joe Finger,
Aswad,
EPMD,
Vainqueur,
Lucky Dragons,
Soft Machine,
The Victims,
Cymande,
Theoretical Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aaron Thompson,
David Bowie,
The Techniques,
The Fuzztones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang Starr,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.