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 Congo and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar 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 Ultra Naté to the disco 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Jacob Miller,
Peter and Kerry,
Nik Kershaw,
The Gap Band,
The Pretty Things,
Rakim,
Donald Byrd,
Second Layer,
Parry Music,
Sun Ra,
Henry Cow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fatback Band,
Grauzone,
Audionom,
Buzzcocks,
Monks,
Deadbeat,
Section 25,
Wire,
The Alarm Clocks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fugs,
Sandy B,
Gang of Four,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Charles Mingus,
New York Dolls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joe Finger,
Juan Atkins,
Judy Mowatt,
China Crisis,
Goldenarms,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sound,
The Fall,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The United States of America,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cheater Slicks,
Guru Guru,
Jandek,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Sonics,
Roxette,
The Red Krayola,
The Litter,
Deepchord,
Subhumans,
Siglo XX,
Piero Umiliani,
Echospace,
Bobby Byrd,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mantronix,
Black Pus,
Matthew Bourne,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.