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 Syria and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Throbbing Gristle to the rap 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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Marvin Gaye,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oneida,
Todd Rundgren,
Junior Murvin,
The Human League,
Gang Starr,
Magma,
Roger Hodgson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultravox,
Lee Hazlewood,
Khruangbin,
Bootsy Collins,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Cramps,
Cecil Taylor,
The Raincoats,
Kool Moe Dee,
Drexciya,
PIL,
Grauzone,
K-Klass,
Arthur Verocai,
Erykah Badu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Country Teasers,
Visage,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Slits,
Silicon Teens,
MDC,
Black Sheep,
Albert Ayler,
Absolute Body Control,
Little Man,
Bush Tetras,
James White and The Blacks,
The Slackers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Birthday Party,
10cc,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Barracudas,
Urselle,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ornette Coleman,
The Techniques,
Basic Channel,
Bauhaus,
The Young Rascals,
Johnny Osbourne,
H. Thieme,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Massinfluence,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.