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 Gabon and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Youth Brigade to the rock 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
The Index,
Scan 7,
Joensuu 1685,
Lower 48,
the Human League,
Max Romeo,
Loose Ends,
The Neon Judgement,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cybotron,
New Order,
Dennis Brown,
Gichy Dan,
Rufus Thomas,
Dead Boys,
The Martian,
Negative Approach,
Soft Cell,
Half Japanese,
Vainqueur,
China Crisis,
Au Pairs,
Niagra,
Roy Ayers,
Livin' Joy,
Suburban Knight,
Crime,
Jeff Lynne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fugs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neu!,
Jeff Mills,
Animal Collective,
Aaron Thompson,
Cymande,
Symarip,
Banda Bassotti,
Panda Bear,
David Axelrod,
Black Bananas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Drexciya,
The Pretty Things,
The Evens,
Eric Copeland,
Dual Sessions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Walker Brothers,
Andrew Hill,
Clear Light,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Basic Channel,
Adolescents,
UT,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.