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 Finland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Alice Coltrane to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Amazonics,
Eric Copeland,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Toni Rubio,
Arcadia,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Animal Collective,
Minor Threat,
Michelle Simonal,
Dark Day,
Avey Tare,
David McCallum,
Pierre Henry,
The Wake,
Jesper Dahlback,
Oblivians,
Lyres,
Archie Shepp,
Maurizio,
Maleditus Sound,
Flash Fearless,
H. Thieme,
The Gladiators,
Danielle Patucci,
Pantytec,
Das Ding,
Robert Hood,
Mary Jane Girls,
CMW,
Interpol,
Fluxion,
Soul Sonic Force,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Neon Judgement,
Mars,
Warren Ellis,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scan 7,
Anakelly,
The Associates,
Morten Harket,
the Swans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Man Eating Sloth,
X-101,
Scion,
Charles Mingus,
This Heat,
Bang On A Can,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric Dolphy,
Drive Like Jehu,
One Last Wish,
Jandek,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skarface,
Infiniti,
The Dave Clark Five,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.