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 United Kingdom and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Amazonics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Youth Brigade,
Barclay James Harvest,
Heaven 17,
The Searchers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flash Fearless,
Gang Gang Dance,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deakin,
The Gladiators,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eden Ahbez,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Todd Rundgren,
John Cale,
Lou Reed,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joe Finger,
X-102,
Half Japanese,
Camberwell Now,
Pagans,
Saccharine Trust,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deadbeat,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Alton Ellis,
Roxy Music,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gories,
Panda Bear,
Fugazi,
Accadde A,
E-Dancer,
Sparks,
Visage,
Spoonie Gee,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eddi Front,
Neil Young,
Sexual Harrassment,
Crash Course in Science,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Dirtbombs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Angels of Light,
Maleditus Sound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fat Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.