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 Panama and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Columbus and Glasgow.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Boredoms to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Liliput,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marvin Gaye,
Fad Gadget,
The Velvet Underground,
Lungfish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eli Mardock,
Marmalade,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Young Rascals,
The Standells,
Black Sheep,
Von Mondo,
FM Einheit,
Mark Hollis,
Royal Trux,
Rhythm & Sound,
Moby Grape,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Letta Mbulu,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Bar-Kays,
The Tremeloes,
Isaac Hayes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Los Fastidios,
Junior Murvin,
Loose Ends,
Nirvana,
The Real Kids,
Lebanon Hanover,
Grandmaster Flash,
Buzzcocks,
Wings,
Monks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Janne Schatter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Au Pairs,
The Leaves,
Bill Near,
DNA,
Aswad,
Connie Case,
Brick,
Make Up,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Victims,
Pole,
F. McDonald,
a-ha,
Aaron Thompson,
Kayak,
Sun City Girls,
The Kinks,
X-Ray Spex,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.