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 Syria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin 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 The Leaves to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Fluxion,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Morten Harket,
cv313,
LL Cool J,
Eurythmics,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobby Byrd,
Grauzone,
CMW,
Quadrant,
Suicide,
Moss Icon,
These Immortal Souls,
The Trojans,
Camberwell Now,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Bananas,
Deepchord,
Sun Ra,
Kaleidoscope,
Smog,
Cybotron,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Grass Roots,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Albert Ayler,
Au Pairs,
Fela Kuti,
The Durutti Column,
Vladislav Delay,
Boz Scaggs,
the Human League,
Marvin Gaye,
Mission of Burma,
Jawbox,
The Birthday Party,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Animal Collective,
Terry Callier,
Alton Ellis,
Bob Dylan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sarah Menescal,
The Martian,
Sight & Sound,
Rites of Spring,
The Busters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Judy Mowatt,
Bill Wells,
Harmonia,
the Association,
Porter Ricks,
The Residents,
Tubeway Army,
Von Mondo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.