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 Uganda and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Blackbyrds to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tres Demented,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Stiv Bators,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ludus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Robert Hood,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fugazi,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Colin Newman,
Alice Coltrane,
Youth Brigade,
Crispian St. Peters,
Freddie Wadling,
Lightning Bolt,
One Last Wish,
The Happenings,
Radiopuhelimet,
The J.B.'s,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Von Mondo,
Matthew Halsall,
the Sonics,
Talk Talk,
Gang Gang Dance,
PIL,
The Cramps,
Sixth Finger,
Deakin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Harmonia,
Soft Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
David Axelrod,
Soul Sonic Force,
Don Cherry,
Warsaw,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Last Poets,
kango's stein massive,
The Dead C,
Bang On A Can,
Saccharine Trust,
Thompson Twins,
Chrome,
Wolf Eyes,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Misunderstood,
Los Fastidios,
Marcia Griffiths,
Japan,
Lou Reed,
Black Bananas,
Isaac Hayes,
In Retrospect,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.