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 Syria and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Isaac Hayes to the disco 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dead C record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Robert Görl,
Albert Ayler,
Joe Smooth,
Supertramp,
Cecil Taylor,
The Associates,
E-Dancer,
Godley & Creme,
the Germs,
Sam Rivers,
Moss Icon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joe Finger,
Gong,
Infiniti,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Normal,
Michelle Simonal,
Jerry's Kids,
Danielle Patucci,
Groovy Waters,
Marcia Griffiths,
JFA,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Five Americans,
Pulsallama,
Patti Smith,
The Selecter,
Bobby Byrd,
Television,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cowsills,
Pole,
Arab on Radar,
Faust,
Lalo Schifrin,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Blues Magoos,
The Raincoats,
The Gun Club,
Janne Schatter,
Erasure,
It's A Beautiful Day,
T.S.O.L.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sister Nancy,
Basic Channel,
Minnie Riperton,
Wire,
Gang Gang Dance,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Steve Hackett,
Scrapy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Accadde A,
Alison Limerick,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.