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 Qatar and from Copenhagen.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Agent Orange to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
The Invisible,
Anthony Braxton,
Matthew Halsall,
CMW,
The Happenings,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lalann,
The Black Dice,
The Velvet Underground,
Susan Cadogan,
Camouflage,
Freddie Wadling,
Model 500,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aloha Tigers,
The Gap Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Minutemen,
The Durutti Column,
The Residents,
Nils Olav,
Rufus Thomas,
World's Most,
Depeche Mode,
Sugar Minott,
Half Japanese,
The Stooges,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crash Course in Science,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Q and Not U,
Nirvana,
Livin' Joy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Wake,
John Lydon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Todd Rundgren,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris Corsano,
LL Cool J,
Eli Mardock,
Black Pus,
Blake Baxter,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fatback Band,
Procol Harum,
Stiv Bators,
Quando Quango,
Royal Trux,
Japan,
Scion,
Howard Jones,
Hot Snakes,
Angry Samoans,
Rod Modell,
Eric Copeland,
Pulsallama,
One Last Wish,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.