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 Vietnam 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Clear Light to the grime 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
These Immortal Souls,
Gichy Dan,
Robert Wyatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fluxion,
Yaz,
Bush Tetras,
Monolake,
Warren Ellis,
The Detroit Cobras,
Hashim,
48th St. Collective,
H. Thieme,
La Düsseldorf,
Pere Ubu,
Mad Mike,
Kayak,
Motorama,
Index,
Liliput,
The Mojo Men,
the Swans,
Donald Byrd,
Johnny Clarke,
Todd Terry,
Warsaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Index,
L. Decosne,
Dennis Brown,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ultra Naté,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
DJ Sneak,
Yazoo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Interpol,
Blancmange,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cecil Taylor,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sandy B,
Swell Maps,
The Cowsills,
The American Breed,
Spandau Ballet,
The Pop Group,
Scan 7,
Ultravox,
The Vogues,
June of 44,
Bill Wells,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barbara Tucker,
Alton Ellis,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.