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 East Timor and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 rhodes 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Theoretical Girls,
A Certain Ratio,
Lakeside,
Warsaw,
Half Japanese,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roxette,
The Stooges,
the Swans,
The Pop Group,
New Age Steppers,
Drexciya,
Anakelly,
Niagra,
Albert Ayler,
Liliput,
Kerri Chandler,
David McCallum,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Foxx,
MC5,
Bob Dylan,
Mandrill,
Basic Channel,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Divine Comedy,
Jacob Miller,
The Doors,
Nik Kershaw,
Bauhaus,
CMW,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cure,
Accadde A,
FM Einheit,
Archie Shepp,
Erykah Badu,
Oneida,
Piero Umiliani,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gabor Szabo,
Alton Ellis,
The Moleskins,
Robert Hood,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Cale,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dead Boys,
The Trojans,
Porter Ricks,
Jerry's Kids,
The Angels of Light,
Gichy Dan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Youth Brigade,
Davy DMX,
Rites of Spring,
Don Cherry,
Matthew Halsall,
Surgeon,
The Slits,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.