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 Maldives and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin 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 Black Sheep to the rock 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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Sonic Youth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sound Behaviour,
The Sound,
Tommy Roe,
Tim Buckley,
Kenny Larkin,
Panda Bear,
Index,
Bad Manners,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nico,
Hashim,
Technova,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Cale,
The Fall,
Radio Birdman,
Fugazi,
The Music Machine,
The American Breed,
One Last Wish,
Morten Harket,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Public Image Ltd.,
MC5,
Joe Finger,
Angry Samoans,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cymande,
Mr. Review,
Slave,
Loose Ends,
A Certain Ratio,
Alice Coltrane,
ABBA,
Black Sheep,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eric Copeland,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fuzztones,
Lindisfarne,
Circle Jerks,
David McCallum,
Hot Snakes,
Ten City,
Agent Orange,
Minnie Riperton,
Mars,
Soft Machine,
Henry Cow,
Minny Pops,
Terrestrial Tones,
Darondo,
Iggy Pop,
Sun Ra,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.