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 Ghana and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 rock 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Jeff Mills,
Marcia Griffiths,
Arthur Verocai,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Sonics,
Lungfish,
Joy Division,
Lakeside,
Boogie Down Productions,
Das Ding,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Derrick May,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Pop Group,
The Index,
Chris Corsano,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Moon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Johnny Clarke,
Sarah Menescal,
Kayak,
Howard Jones,
Carl Craig,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fortunes,
Joey Negro,
Hasil Adkins,
Sister Nancy,
Roxy Music,
Yellowson,
Morten Harket,
Pagans,
Lou Reed,
The Trojans,
Banda Bassotti,
Albert Ayler,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cluster,
Silicon Teens,
Marvin Gaye,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fat Boys,
The Victims,
Junior Murvin,
Juan Atkins,
Erykah Badu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
T. Rex,
Arcadia,
Byron Stingily,
In Retrospect,
Donald Byrd,
Livin' Joy,
Altered Images,
June of 44,
Donny Hathaway,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sixth Finger,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.