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 St Lucia and from Lyon.
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 Bremen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ 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 Bad Manners to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Roxette,
Sparks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Electric Prunes,
Anthony Braxton,
Fat Boys,
The Black Dice,
Magma,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Spandau Ballet,
Erykah Badu,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cymande,
World's Most,
Janne Schatter,
Crime,
Rapeman,
Fugazi,
Matthew Bourne,
Spoonie Gee,
Tom Boy,
Fad Gadget,
The New Christs,
Robert Hood,
Marine Girls,
The Count Five,
Brand Nubian,
The Grass Roots,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Basic Channel,
Rakim,
Animal Collective,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang Starr,
The Names,
R.M.O.,
The Slits,
Outsiders,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Young Marble Giants,
Deakin,
Quando Quango,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Velvet Underground,
Clear Light,
Q and Not U,
Sun Ra,
Yellowson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Morten Harket,
Derrick May,
These Immortal Souls,
Stiv Bators,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dennis Brown,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.