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 Liechtenstein and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Joey Negro to the crunk 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeff Mills,
Schoolly D,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lindisfarne,
Mr. Review,
Godley & Creme,
Lalann,
Massinfluence,
Juan Atkins,
Basic Channel,
Aloha Tigers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Zero Boys,
DJ Style,
Bootsy Collins,
B.T. Express,
Lee Hazlewood,
Swans,
Mandrill,
Electric Prunes,
Roxette,
MC5,
The Grass Roots,
Metal Thangz,
Sarah Menescal,
June Days,
Kevin Saunderson,
Public Enemy,
Chris & Cosey,
Banda Bassotti,
The Gories,
New Age Steppers,
Mission of Burma,
Sound Behaviour,
The Kinks,
Black Sheep,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Chrome,
Warsaw,
Royal Trux,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Sherman,
Mars,
Ronnie Foster,
Model 500,
Sixth Finger,
Public Image Ltd.,
Whodini,
Clear Light,
Marmalade,
Agitation Free,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Man Parrish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Monks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sandy B,
Harry Pussy,
Cal Tjader,
Derrick Morgan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.