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 Lebanon and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes 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 Buzzcocks to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Sun Ra,
Roy Ayers,
Shoche,
T.S.O.L.,
Blossom Toes,
The Fall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grey Daturas,
Yellowson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Quadrant,
John Cale,
The Dirtbombs,
Mars,
Cybotron,
Max Romeo,
Slick Rick,
Sarah Menescal,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
R.M.O.,
The American Breed,
Whodini,
Nico,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pierre Henry,
The Selecter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Beau Brummels,
The Happenings,
Mission of Burma,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kas Product,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Groovy Waters,
John Lydon,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joe Smooth,
Ponytail,
Johnny Osbourne,
Circle Jerks,
Magma,
Eric Copeland,
Funkadelic,
David Axelrod,
The Cure,
Cheater Slicks,
Ronan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gil Scott Heron,
Khruangbin,
Popol Vuh,
Japan,
New York Dolls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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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.