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 the UAE and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Agitation Free to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Ronan,
Gang Green,
Quando Quango,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
This Heat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hoover,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fugazi,
Ohio Players,
Mantronix,
Morten Harket,
Sonic Youth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Coltrane,
The Grass Roots,
Crime,
Bootsy Collins,
Youth Brigade,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moebius,
The Victims,
Scratch Acid,
Main Source,
Tom Boy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
June of 44,
Davy DMX,
Ice-T,
Monolake,
Bill Near,
Organ,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cameo,
A Certain Ratio,
Ronnie Foster,
Panda Bear,
Bill Wells,
Idris Muhammad,
Matthew Halsall,
Icehouse,
Matthew Bourne,
Piero Umiliani,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Supertramp,
John Holt,
Banda Bassotti,
Brass Construction,
Steve Hackett,
The Techniques,
Maurizio,
Skaos,
Leonard Cohen,
Tubeway Army,
Mo-Dettes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Toni Rubio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jerry's Kids,
Animal Collective,
Max Romeo,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.