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 Ivory Coast and from New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Organ,
Easy Going,
Amon Düül,
Funky Four + One,
Negative Approach,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brothers Johnson,
Donald Byrd,
Oblivians,
The Durutti Column,
The Walker Brothers,
Von Mondo,
The Fall,
Deadbeat,
Intrusion,
Scan 7,
Audionom,
The Moody Blues,
D'Angelo,
The Skatalites,
Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Faraquet,
Brass Construction,
Lalo Schifrin,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pole,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Quantec,
Harry Pussy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Young Rascals,
The Seeds,
Godley & Creme,
Tubeway Army,
Cymande,
Brand Nubian,
June of 44,
The Evens,
Animal Collective,
The Victims,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Count Five,
Eli Mardock,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cluster,
Tom Boy,
Gichy Dan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roxette,
Urselle,
The Cramps,
Mission of Burma,
Joyce Sims,
Unrelated Segments,
Hot Snakes,
Boredoms,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.