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 Switzerland and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Matthew Bourne 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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Porter Ricks,
Sister Nancy,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smoke,
the Human League,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wolf Eyes,
Grey Daturas,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Golliwogs,
Oblivians,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Enemy,
Lou Reed,
Pagans,
Charles Mingus,
Dead Boys,
Von Mondo,
Jawbox,
The Tremeloes,
Intrusion,
T.S.O.L.,
LL Cool J,
New York Dolls,
K-Klass,
Glenn Branca,
John Coltrane,
Roxy Music,
Danielle Patucci,
Susan Cadogan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kerrie Biddell,
Animal Collective,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Warren Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
CMW,
Schoolly D,
Ituana,
The Neon Judgement,
DJ Style,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Foxx,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Sheep,
Arab on Radar,
Mantronix,
Gang Green,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scion,
Yellowson,
Zapp,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.