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 Jordan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Stereo Dub to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
The Dead C,
Jandek,
The United States of America,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tomorrow,
Roxy Music,
Groovy Waters,
The Divine Comedy,
The Monochrome Set,
The Black Dice,
Isaac Hayes,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Style,
Flash Fearless,
Stiv Bators,
Joe Finger,
The Seeds,
Mad Mike,
Silicon Teens,
Jerry's Kids,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brass Construction,
Delta 5,
Alice Coltrane,
Faraquet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Livin' Joy,
Gang Green,
Nico,
In Retrospect,
Agent Orange,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camouflage,
Smog,
Spoonie Gee,
The Golliwogs,
Panda Bear,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hardrive,
Kenny Larkin,
EPMD,
Harmonia,
Soul Sonic Force,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marmalade,
Blancmange,
Eurythmics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
The J.B.'s,
the Swans,
Metal Thangz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eric Copeland,
Gabor Szabo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brothers Johnson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Albert Ayler,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.