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 Romania and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Black Dice 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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pulsallama,
Leonard Cohen,
The Grass Roots,
The Music Machine,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Skarface,
Rites of Spring,
Lalann,
Isaac Hayes,
Nirvana,
Skriet,
Khruangbin,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tom Boy,
Josef K,
The Five Americans,
Silicon Teens,
Slick Rick,
Maleditus Sound,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobbi Humphrey,
In Retrospect,
Black Pus,
Alton Ellis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Main Source,
The Knickerbockers,
The Offenders,
The Velvet Underground,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bill Wells,
Technova,
Minor Threat,
Bauhaus,
Anakelly,
Deepchord,
Bronski Beat,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cramps,
Joey Negro,
Black Flag,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Blackbyrds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Chrome,
The Fugs,
Byron Stingily,
Funky Four + One,
kango's stein massive,
The Sound,
H. Thieme,
The Cure,
Deakin,
Arthur Verocai,
Jeff Lynne,
John Coltrane,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.