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 Costa Rica and from Johannesburg.
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 Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ronnie Foster to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound 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?
Wolf Eyes,
Boogie Down Productions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
Toni Rubio,
Sandy B,
Metal Thangz,
Rakim,
Alton Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris & Cosey,
LL Cool J,
The Velvet Underground,
Grauzone,
Don Cherry,
Scratch Acid,
Sonic Youth,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sound,
Mission of Burma,
Gang Starr,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sugar Minott,
Organ,
The Fugs,
Slave,
Easy Going,
Pulsallama,
Supertramp,
Thee Headcoats,
Archie Shepp,
Avey Tare,
John Holt,
Guru Guru,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Masters at Work,
Marc Almond,
The Smoke,
Arthur Verocai,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gun Club,
The Cramps,
Altered Images,
Janne Schatter,
B.T. Express,
the Sonics,
R.M.O.,
The Searchers,
David McCallum,
Bauhaus,
DJ Style,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fortunes,
Monks,
Ohio Players,
Matthew Bourne,
a-ha,
Gong,
Pussy Galore,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.