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 Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Livin' Joy to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Wolf Eyes,
Television Personalities,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mission of Burma,
Barrington Levy,
FM Einheit,
Thompson Twins,
Yusef Lateef,
Jerry's Kids,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terry Callier,
The Detroit Cobras,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jeff Mills,
Underground Resistance,
Moby Grape,
Lucky Dragons,
The Divine Comedy,
Y Pants,
Gabor Szabo,
Arab on Radar,
Johnny Osbourne,
DJ Sneak,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris Corsano,
H. Thieme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barbara Tucker,
Blossom Toes,
Wire,
The Walker Brothers,
Jandek,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grauzone,
New Age Steppers,
Shoche,
Dead Boys,
Kayak,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jeff Lynne,
DJ Style,
Joyce Sims,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yaz,
Loose Ends,
Altered Images,
David Axelrod,
Liliput,
Youth Brigade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Susan Cadogan,
Arcadia,
The Moody Blues,
Deadbeat,
Black Pus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.