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 Iceland and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Beau Brummels to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Eli Mardock,
Excepter,
Pantytec,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tears for Fears,
Todd Rundgren,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Techniques,
Faraquet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pagans,
Amon Düül II,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dark Day,
The Fortunes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mary Jane Girls,
Flamin' Groovies,
ABBA,
Rosa Yemen,
the Germs,
Pylon,
June of 44,
Severed Heads,
Minny Pops,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yazoo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soft Cell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Second Layer,
Eve St. Jones,
Soft Machine,
Urselle,
Quando Quango,
Funky Four + One,
Slave,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Association,
Black Flag,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Names,
Agent Orange,
Main Source,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Iggy Pop,
Chris Corsano,
The Angels of Light,
Brick,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pole,
Shoche,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cheater Slicks,
Silicon Teens,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.