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 Comoros and from Taipei.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Traffic Nightmare to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pussy Galore,
Chrome,
Tropical Tobacco,
U.S. Maple,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sandy B,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bizarre Inc.,
Symarip,
Von Mondo,
Tommy Roe,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pantytec,
The Smiths,
Depeche Mode,
Eurythmics,
Minutemen,
Aloha Tigers,
One Last Wish,
Funkadelic,
Janne Schatter,
Slave,
Warren Ellis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bad Manners,
Scientists,
Monks,
Slick Rick,
The Doors,
The Buckinghams,
The Shadows of Knight,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Invisible,
David Axelrod,
Smog,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crash Course in Science,
10cc,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Moss Icon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Faust,
Public Enemy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Byrd,
KRS-One,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joensuu 1685,
Joyce Sims,
Royal Trux,
The Stooges,
Soul Sonic Force,
Flash Fearless,
Chris Corsano,
Leonard Cohen,
Little Man,
Can,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.