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 South Sudan and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron 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 the Sonics to the rap 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Charles Mingus,
Neil Young,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Susan Cadogan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DJ Sneak,
Derrick May,
Gichy Dan,
Eric Dolphy,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Halsall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sparks,
Electric Prunes,
Moebius,
CMW,
Simply Red,
Yusef Lateef,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gun Club,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deadbeat,
Japan,
The Monochrome Set,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scott Walker,
The Litter,
Connie Case,
David McCallum,
FM Einheit,
Kayak,
Accadde A,
Half Japanese,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cowsills,
Jeff Mills,
Silicon Teens,
La Düsseldorf,
Scion,
Michelle Simonal,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dead Boys,
The Fortunes,
Zero Boys,
E-Dancer,
Kas Product,
Lyres,
Black Bananas,
The Music Machine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Y Pants,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hardrive,
Stiv Bators,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Flag,
Peter & Gordon,
Adolescents,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.