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 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Jandek 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
EPMD,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mantronix,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rekid,
X-101,
Ultravox,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pere Ubu,
Hot Snakes,
Toni Rubio,
Agitation Free,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arab on Radar,
Minny Pops,
Moby Grape,
Rod Modell,
Can,
Deakin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Skatalites,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eurythmics,
Pole,
Aaron Thompson,
Minor Threat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Crooked Eye,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Move,
Hoover,
Susan Cadogan,
Essential Logic,
Fat Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Bush Tetras,
China Crisis,
Icehouse,
Sun City Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scan 7,
The Sonics,
Inner City,
David Axelrod,
Don Cherry,
John Foxx,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Howard Jones,
Leonard Cohen,
Groovy Waters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
X-102,
Chris Corsano,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.