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 Georgia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Agent Orange to the jazz 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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Rotary Connection,
The Selecter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Divine Comedy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Swans,
The Beau Brummels,
Dennis Brown,
The Techniques,
Marc Almond,
AZ,
Lucky Dragons,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mo-Dettes,
Wasted Youth,
Mary Jane Girls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sarah Menescal,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lower 48,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neil Young,
Pierre Henry,
The Index,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Isaac Hayes,
The Mummies,
Sound Behaviour,
Scan 7,
Chrome,
Bad Manners,
The Modern Lovers,
The Motions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scientists,
Model 500,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Darondo,
Warren Ellis,
Anakelly,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
In Retrospect,
Eddi Front,
Faust,
The Gap Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mantronix,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Grass Roots,
Juan Atkins,
The Golliwogs,
Black Moon,
Desert Stars,
Jandek,
Main Source,
Minny Pops,
Subhumans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.