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 Haiti and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joe Finger,
Glenn Branca,
Arthur Verocai,
Lungfish,
the Fania All-Stars,
Massinfluence,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Bar-Kays,
Donny Hathaway,
Leonard Cohen,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pussy Galore,
The Slackers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Echospace,
Dead Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Standells,
Chris & Cosey,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Association,
Public Enemy,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Divine Comedy,
Supertramp,
Surgeon,
Depeche Mode,
Kas Product,
Dawn Penn,
Delta 5,
Fad Gadget,
The Human League,
the Human League,
Sight & Sound,
Sun City Girls,
David Axelrod,
Scion,
The Leaves,
Newcleus,
Reagan Youth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minny Pops,
DJ Style,
Josef K,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Glambeats Corp.,
Severed Heads,
Brand Nubian,
Sun Ra,
Maurizio,
In Retrospect,
48th St. Collective,
Black Sheep,
Fatback Band,
LL Cool J,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.