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 Ethiopia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Chris Corsano to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Beasts of Bourbon,
UT,
Barry Ungar,
Albert Ayler,
Stiv Bators,
Ice-T,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Reuben Wilson,
The Selecter,
Popol Vuh,
Slave,
The Stooges,
Arcadia,
Stockholm Monsters,
Marc Almond,
The Standells,
Kaleidoscope,
Rapeman,
Surgeon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nirvana,
The Residents,
Neu!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Electric Prunes,
Ossler,
Amon Düül II,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Mojo Men,
Don Cherry,
Guru Guru,
Parry Music,
Niagra,
The Dirtbombs,
DNA,
Patti Smith,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jandek,
Godley & Creme,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Country Teasers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Index,
Chris & Cosey,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Suicide,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rakim,
Nick Fraelich,
Organ,
Minor Threat,
Hardrive,
The New Christs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.