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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Neu! to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
The Slackers,
Pharoah Sanders,
AZ,
Barry Ungar,
The Divine Comedy,
The Birthday Party,
The Last Poets,
Maleditus Sound,
Bad Manners,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Second Layer,
Bob Dylan,
Scratch Acid,
Trumans Water,
X-101,
Mad Mike,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Görl,
Y Pants,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moleskins,
Liliput,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Sheep,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cybotron,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lalann,
Moss Icon,
The Offenders,
Organ,
Erasure,
The Young Rascals,
The Seeds,
Camberwell Now,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dual Sessions,
Tubeway Army,
Pagans,
Lou Reed,
Sonny Sharrock,
Warsaw,
Unrelated Segments,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare,
Silicon Teens,
Inner City,
Surgeon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tres Demented,
Easy Going,
Arcadia,
JFA,
Dawn Penn,
Sexual Harrassment,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.