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 Albania and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
John Cale,
B.T. Express,
Moss Icon,
Franke,
Deepchord,
Camouflage,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric Copeland,
Bill Wells,
Freddie Wadling,
Minutemen,
10cc,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Oneida,
Swans,
JFA,
The Toasters,
The Vogues,
Television,
cv313,
Danielle Patucci,
Heaven 17,
Steve Hackett,
The Residents,
Brand Nubian,
Soft Machine,
The Sound,
Babytalk,
Niagra,
Barbara Tucker,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Excepter,
Archie Shepp,
Guru Guru,
Clear Light,
The Durutti Column,
Blake Baxter,
Porter Ricks,
The Fire Engines,
The Last Poets,
The Monochrome Set,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Erykah Badu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Zapp,
Tears for Fears,
Ken Boothe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Warsaw,
Ituana,
Mandrill,
Jeff Lynne,
Magazine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pylon,
Cluster,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.