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 Beijing.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Panda Bear to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sarah Menescal,
Iggy Pop,
June Days,
Michelle Simonal,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ornette Coleman,
Young Marble Giants,
Rapeman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sixth Finger,
The Slackers,
Juan Atkins,
Marmalade,
the Sonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Popol Vuh,
New Age Steppers,
Television,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Circle Jerks,
Barbara Tucker,
Arcadia,
The Victims,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bronski Beat,
Average White Band,
Quando Quango,
The Dirtbombs,
Blossom Toes,
Organ,
Altered Images,
Underground Resistance,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kaleidoscope,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
X-102,
Dave Gahan,
Leonard Cohen,
PIL,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Neon Judgement,
the Fania All-Stars,
Warren Ellis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Zeros,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Human League,
The Moody Blues,
The Searchers,
Alice Coltrane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Doors,
Todd Rundgren,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.