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 Ecuador and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Litter to the techno 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
The Black Dice,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Happenings,
Bill Near,
Joy Division,
Television,
Sex Pistols,
Brothers Johnson,
Half Japanese,
The Star Department,
The Angels of Light,
Excepter,
X-Ray Spex,
Matthew Bourne,
Erasure,
Throbbing Gristle,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pantytec,
Public Image Ltd.,
Inner City,
Bootsy Collins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rakim,
Rapeman,
the Bar-Kays,
E-Dancer,
Lightning Bolt,
Glenn Branca,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Chrome,
Eden Ahbez,
Lower 48,
KRS-One,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dark Day,
Radiohead,
Q and Not U,
Massinfluence,
Arcadia,
Marc Almond,
Fugazi,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Hood,
Sugar Minott,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Suburban Knight,
Depeche Mode,
Jawbox,
The Human League,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rosa Yemen,
Ohio Players,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crooked Eye,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Slits,
Todd Rundgren,
The Names,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.