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 Eritrea and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Fat Boys to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
The Motions,
Maurizio,
Alphaville,
Parry Music,
Ronan,
Television,
Ronnie Foster,
Icehouse,
Junior Murvin,
Kas Product,
Crime,
Sixth Finger,
Lucky Dragons,
The Real Kids,
Robert Hood,
Eden Ahbez,
Motorama,
Arcadia,
The Slits,
Ralphi Rosario,
Circle Jerks,
Das Ding,
Massinfluence,
Animal Collective,
the Swans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultravox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gong,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-102,
The Invisible,
Darondo,
Hoover,
Television Personalities,
The Mummies,
Steve Hackett,
Howard Jones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Reed,
Boogie Down Productions,
Drexciya,
Freddie Wadling,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Hutcherson,
EPMD,
Newcleus,
Boredoms,
Minny Pops,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cecil Taylor,
Unrelated Segments,
Grauzone,
Agitation Free,
Aloha Tigers,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.