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 South Sudan and from Toronto.
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 Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar 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 Audionom to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jeff Mills,
The Grass Roots,
Metal Thangz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tim Buckley,
Alison Limerick,
Mantronix,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeff Lynne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Heaven 17,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Janne Schatter,
The Fuzztones,
Subhumans,
Los Fastidios,
The Fortunes,
Drexciya,
Marine Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Dead C,
The Walker Brothers,
Jacob Miller,
Ornette Coleman,
ABBA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Junior Murvin,
Harmonia,
Reuben Wilson,
Stiv Bators,
Pierre Henry,
The Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
E-Dancer,
Fatback Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Thee Headcoats,
The Blues Magoos,
Sam Rivers,
The Zeros,
Fat Boys,
Au Pairs,
The Motions,
Gang of Four,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dead Boys,
Morten Harket,
kango's stein massive,
Monolake,
Minutemen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fall,
The Modern Lovers,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.