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 Malta and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Smog to the punk 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Lightning Bolt,
The Fuzztones,
ABBA,
Faraquet,
Carl Craig,
John Coltrane,
10cc,
DJ Sneak,
The Five Americans,
Scion,
Hashim,
The Searchers,
Circle Jerks,
Grey Daturas,
The Mummies,
Nick Fraelich,
Funkadelic,
Faust,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Count Five,
Traffic Nightmare,
Minor Threat,
L. Decosne,
Eric Copeland,
Fad Gadget,
Josef K,
The Moleskins,
Interpol,
Drive Like Jehu,
KRS-One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Big Daddy Kane,
Basic Channel,
The Fire Engines,
Khruangbin,
Supertramp,
Echospace,
The Zeros,
Peter & Gordon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Peter and Kerry,
Alison Limerick,
Saccharine Trust,
Idris Muhammad,
Amon Düül,
Royal Trux,
Pulsallama,
Joe Smooth,
The Wake,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scrapy,
Alton Ellis,
Minnie Riperton,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
cv313,
Buzzcocks,
Animal Collective,
kango's stein massive,
Thompson Twins,
Max Romeo,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.