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 Gambia and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 Jesper Dahlback to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Sonic Youth,
Oneida,
Alice Coltrane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Gabor Szabo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Star Department,
Donny Hathaway,
Grey Daturas,
K-Klass,
Jacob Miller,
Danielle Patucci,
Eddi Front,
Kayak,
Lightning Bolt,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Leonard Cohen,
Organ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wolf Eyes,
Lyres,
E-Dancer,
Morten Harket,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Human League,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Can,
Buzzcocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gong,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Blues Magoos,
Eden Ahbez,
Jesper Dahlback,
Drexciya,
The Real Kids,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Black Dice,
Gastr Del Sol,
Public Enemy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
AZ,
The Names,
John Holt,
Warren Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
Marmalade,
The Blackbyrds,
Sugar Minott,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
KRS-One,
Pylon,
Electric Prunes,
Angry Samoans,
Big Daddy Kane,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.