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 Micronesia and from London.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bauhaus to the funk 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Royal Trux,
Black Bananas,
Robert Wyatt,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Q65,
Michelle Simonal,
Slave,
Pole,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fluxion,
JFA,
Trumans Water,
Glenn Branca,
H. Thieme,
Idris Muhammad,
Grauzone,
Gong,
Sarah Menescal,
John Cale,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yusef Lateef,
LL Cool J,
Hoover,
Letta Mbulu,
Animal Collective,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Electric Light Orchestra,
10cc,
Tropical Tobacco,
Amazonics,
The Doors,
the Soft Cell,
Peter and Kerry,
Alton Ellis,
Mars,
Unrelated Segments,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Count Five,
The United States of America,
The Pretty Things,
Ituana,
Fat Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Starr,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Remains,
Alison Limerick,
Kaleidoscope,
Faraquet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pussy Galore,
Robert Hood,
Todd Terry,
Ludus,
The Slackers,
Minny Pops,
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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.