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 Uruguay and from Shanghai.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
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 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Jacob Miller to the dance 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ 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?
Jeff Mills,
Bill Near,
Von Mondo,
The New Christs,
Bauhaus,
The Happenings,
Erykah Badu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Harmonia,
John Holt,
Warsaw,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alton Ellis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bang On A Can,
Robert Wyatt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Last Poets,
The Martian,
The United States of America,
Mark Hollis,
Sugar Minott,
The Evens,
Quantec,
Lalo Schifrin,
10cc,
Barbara Tucker,
The Wake,
Camberwell Now,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ituana,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tommy Roe,
kango's stein massive,
Spoonie Gee,
Deakin,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bill Wells,
Animal Collective,
The Move,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tomorrow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mojo Men,
The Stooges,
The Blues Magoos,
Saccharine Trust,
Bush Tetras,
Sound Behaviour,
Funkadelic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Don Cherry,
The Young Rascals,
Piero Umiliani,
Neil Young,
Fluxion,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.