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 China 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the rap 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Cecil Taylor,
The Victims,
Vladislav Delay,
Warren Ellis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Letta Mbulu,
Tom Boy,
Ice-T,
Mars,
The Associates,
The Trojans,
Ten City,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Can,
Simply Red,
Scrapy,
Boredoms,
Anakelly,
Arthur Verocai,
Aural Exciters,
Monolake,
Moebius,
Make Up,
Bob Dylan,
Thompson Twins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeff Lynne,
Derrick May,
The Sonics,
Ludus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marvin Gaye,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eurythmics,
Aloha Tigers,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Görl,
Cluster,
Blossom Toes,
Fat Boys,
The Monochrome Set,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Idris Muhammad,
Zero Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
The Index,
Cybotron,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobby Sherman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Model 500,
Pole,
Lungfish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.