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 Cuba and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 a-ha to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Soft Cell,
ABC,
The Seeds,
Ossler,
Quando Quango,
Lindisfarne,
Soulsonic Force,
Goldenarms,
Infiniti,
Severed Heads,
Kerri Chandler,
Gastr Del Sol,
Technova,
L. Decosne,
Susan Cadogan,
Ultravox,
10cc,
Henry Cow,
Barry Ungar,
Soul II Soul,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Modern Lovers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
R.M.O.,
Cecil Taylor,
Barrington Levy,
The Raincoats,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Sherman,
Joe Smooth,
The Busters,
La Düsseldorf,
T.S.O.L.,
Bob Dylan,
The American Breed,
Danielle Patucci,
Faraquet,
Sonic Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Quadrant,
Isaac Hayes,
Glenn Branca,
Barbara Tucker,
The Count Five,
Mars,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aloha Tigers,
Half Japanese,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fortunes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jandek,
Connie Case,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Bananas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Byrd,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.