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 Guyana and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lou Christie to the dance 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marvin Gaye,
Spoonie Gee,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Anthony Braxton,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
10cc,
Sarah Menescal,
Steve Hackett,
The Wake,
Minnie Riperton,
Sonic Youth,
Nico,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sixth Finger,
The Cure,
Agitation Free,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Al Stewart,
Slick Rick,
JFA,
Wings,
kango's stein massive,
Goldenarms,
Rotary Connection,
Metal Thangz,
Black Moon,
Mark Hollis,
Subhumans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Talk Talk,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlback,
La Düsseldorf,
Supertramp,
X-102,
Wolf Eyes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Neil Young,
Grey Daturas,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Youth Brigade,
Silicon Teens,
Sun City Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Index,
The Music Machine,
Jacob Miller,
Warren Ellis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tim Buckley,
Grauzone,
The Fire Engines,
Mr. Review,
Television,
Mo-Dettes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.