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 Croatia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Radiopuhelimet to the grunge 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
The Blues Magoos,
Drexciya,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Mummies,
Max Romeo,
Unrelated Segments,
Moebius,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Slits,
Harry Pussy,
Robert Görl,
Trumans Water,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Residents,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jandek,
Scientists,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Hot Snakes,
Radio Birdman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Desert Stars,
Das Ding,
Sandy B,
Minnie Riperton,
Nils Olav,
Faraquet,
The Gun Club,
Pierre Henry,
The New Christs,
Boredoms,
Essential Logic,
Oneida,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Vogues,
Lungfish,
Country Teasers,
The Leaves,
Vladislav Delay,
Oblivians,
Camberwell Now,
Von Mondo,
Thee Headcoats,
Loose Ends,
Whodini,
Lalann,
The Tremeloes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Michelle Simonal,
Erykah Badu,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stetsasonic,
The Cowsills,
Blossom Toes,
Technova,
Hasil Adkins,
Piero Umiliani,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.