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 Poland and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Unwound to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Oblivians,
La Düsseldorf,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Infiniti,
U.S. Maple,
Urselle,
Idris Muhammad,
Warren Ellis,
Zapp,
Clear Light,
Swans,
Suburban Knight,
The Trojans,
Amazonics,
Marine Girls,
Easy Going,
Subhumans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Young Rascals,
Eric Dolphy,
Ornette Coleman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Darondo,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Jandek,
The Blues Magoos,
Arab on Radar,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fall,
X-102,
Mo-Dettes,
The Human League,
Organ,
Tubeway Army,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Duran Duran,
The Saints,
The Move,
The New Christs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Barry Ungar,
David McCallum,
Grey Daturas,
Roger Hodgson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
David Axelrod,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Barbara Tucker,
The Black Dice,
Parry Music,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Angry Samoans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Barracudas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.