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 Nigeria 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Y Pants to the grunge 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
AZ,
Lebanon Hanover,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New Order,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minny Pops,
Lee Hazlewood,
Underground Resistance,
Q65,
June Days,
Andrew Hill,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lungfish,
Rosa Yemen,
Youth Brigade,
Minor Threat,
Fela Kuti,
Oneida,
Sex Pistols,
U.S. Maple,
Camberwell Now,
Warren Ellis,
The Gun Club,
Royal Trux,
Gichy Dan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Martian,
Jawbox,
The Trojans,
Soul II Soul,
DJ Sneak,
Lyres,
Lightning Bolt,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rakim,
Kas Product,
Heaven 17,
Grey Daturas,
Sister Nancy,
Anakelly,
Pierre Henry,
Crispy Ambulance,
DJ Style,
Bad Manners,
Tears for Fears,
John Holt,
Ultra Naté,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kenny Larkin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Laurel Aitken,
Wire,
The Victims,
Piero Umiliani,
One Last Wish,
Pet Shop Boys,
Magma,
the Swans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Minutemen,
Tomorrow,
The Blues Magoos,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.