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 Croatia and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cheater Slicks to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Tomorrow,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Hood,
Patti Smith,
Pierre Henry,
L. Decosne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Modern Lovers,
Television Personalities,
Flamin' Groovies,
Metal Thangz,
Nas,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jandek,
Newcleus,
Nils Olav,
the Sonics,
Kayak,
Bauhaus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Country Teasers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DNA,
Scratch Acid,
Jerry's Kids,
Amon Düül II,
The Count Five,
The Cowsills,
Toni Rubio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sun City Girls,
Easy Going,
Sandy B,
Whodini,
Jeff Lynne,
Vainqueur,
The Golliwogs,
Grauzone,
Soft Machine,
Cybotron,
Maleditus Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Remains,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bill Wells,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mission of Burma,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Henry Cow,
Ultimate Spinach,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fall,
Bad Manners,
Swell Maps,
Josef K,
The Dirtbombs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.