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 Thailand and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
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 organ 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 X-101 to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The New Christs,
Fad Gadget,
Radiopuhelimet,
James White and The Blacks,
Neu!,
The Trojans,
Derrick Morgan,
JFA,
Eden Ahbez,
Graham Central Station,
Glenn Branca,
Aaron Thompson,
Davy DMX,
Man Parrish,
Pagans,
Black Flag,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultravox,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Audionom,
Prince Buster,
Minny Pops,
Rotary Connection,
Soft Machine,
Max Romeo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blues Magoos,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Unrelated Segments,
Tubeway Army,
Dark Day,
Donald Byrd,
Qualms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ossler,
Shoche,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gong,
Swell Maps,
Saccharine Trust,
Carl Craig,
Bobby Womack,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Basic Channel,
The Velvet Underground,
T.S.O.L.,
Roger Hodgson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cluster,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Angels of Light,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.