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 Haiti and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Glasgow.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scrapy to the techno 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Ken Boothe,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Magazine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
FM Einheit,
China Crisis,
Ultra Naté,
Fad Gadget,
Suburban Knight,
Derrick May,
Gang Gang Dance,
Radiohead,
T. Rex,
Public Enemy,
Amazonics,
Pharoah Sanders,
Arcadia,
The Victims,
Easy Going,
Jandek,
Country Teasers,
Intrusion,
Trumans Water,
Deadbeat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare,
Dark Day,
Visage,
a-ha,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soul Sonic Force,
JFA,
The Misunderstood,
Jawbox,
These Immortal Souls,
Reagan Youth,
Oblivians,
The Sound,
Fat Boys,
Groovy Waters,
The Grass Roots,
R.M.O.,
Sound Behaviour,
Ash Ra Tempel,
MDC,
Yusef Lateef,
Nico,
The Cowsills,
Ronan,
Lalann,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Funkadelic,
K-Klass,
Gichy Dan,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Style,
Young Marble Giants,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sun City Girls,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.