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 Tunisia and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes 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 The Velvet Underground to the disco 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
the Bar-Kays,
Hashim,
Robert Hood,
The Toasters,
Marine Girls,
Connie Case,
The Count Five,
Popol Vuh,
Nirvana,
ABBA,
Deepchord,
cv313,
ABC,
Urselle,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lungfish,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxette,
X-Ray Spex,
The Index,
Skriet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Massinfluence,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Accadde A,
Wings,
Cymande,
Symarip,
Oneida,
X-101,
Mantronix,
Prince Buster,
Echospace,
The Five Americans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The J.B.'s,
Reuben Wilson,
Second Layer,
MC5,
Arthur Verocai,
Chrome,
The Mojo Men,
Piero Umiliani,
DJ Sneak,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barclay James Harvest,
Q65,
John Coltrane,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Unwound,
Bobby Womack,
Pulsallama,
Traffic Nightmare,
Suicide,
The Leaves,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Wake,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.