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 Morocco and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator 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 Swans to the grime 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Main Source,
Stetsasonic,
Sun Ra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Icehouse,
Yazoo,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dark Day,
Bill Near,
Mars,
Zero Boys,
Ronan,
Monks,
Roger Hodgson,
Von Mondo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joyce Sims,
John Cale,
Girls At Our Best!,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jandek,
Camberwell Now,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Sugar Minott,
Pierre Henry,
Al Stewart,
Gang Starr,
Lucky Dragons,
Parry Music,
The Barracudas,
Swell Maps,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rod Modell,
Sparks,
David Bowie,
Urselle,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marmalade,
Black Flag,
Hot Snakes,
The Young Rascals,
Black Pus,
Khruangbin,
Model 500,
Fela Kuti,
This Heat,
Ludus,
Shoche,
Lou Reed,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Green,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arthur Verocai,
Nico,
Albert Ayler,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wolf Eyes,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.