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 Libya and from Tehran.
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 Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron 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 Funkadelic to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Audionom,
Alison Limerick,
The Monks,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Spoonie Gee,
The Walker Brothers,
The Misunderstood,
Traffic Nightmare,
Newcleus,
Pantaleimon,
The Cure,
KRS-One,
Dave Gahan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The New Christs,
The Happenings,
The Zeros,
Kenny Larkin,
Dead Boys,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sarah Menescal,
Banda Bassotti,
James White and The Blacks,
Howard Jones,
Reagan Youth,
Hashim,
Swans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Negative Approach,
Andrew Hill,
Mary Jane Girls,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed,
Arab on Radar,
Zero Boys,
Hot Snakes,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Mojo Men,
Sight & Sound,
Max Romeo,
Soft Cell,
The Knickerbockers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Althea and Donna,
Skarface,
Crash Course in Science,
MC5,
Agent Orange,
Peter & Gordon,
John Coltrane,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Smiths,
Arcadia,
The Fugs,
The Fire Engines,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Theoretical Girls,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.