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 Tuvalu and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Sonic Youth to the punk 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Fela Kuti,
Crooked Eye,
Shuggie Otis,
The Associates,
Sun Ra,
Goldenarms,
Severed Heads,
Essential Logic,
Cymande,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Star Department,
This Heat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agent Orange,
The Blackbyrds,
Lyres,
Harry Pussy,
Underground Resistance,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sparks,
X-102,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Slits,
Todd Rundgren,
A Certain Ratio,
Marshall Jefferson,
Funkadelic,
The Tremeloes,
Sixth Finger,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fortunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hoover,
The Standells,
The Barracudas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
One Last Wish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thee Headcoats,
Hashim,
Roxette,
Pantytec,
Technova,
Cameo,
Lindisfarne,
Kas Product,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terry Callier,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
H. Thieme,
Stockholm Monsters,
Inner City,
MDC,
Nick Fraelich,
Bill Near,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.