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 Sweden and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Ten City 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Delon & Dalcan,
Loose Ends,
D'Angelo,
AZ,
Aloha Tigers,
The Seeds,
Scott Walker,
Accadde A,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gories,
Neil Young,
Amon Düül II,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Symarip,
Khruangbin,
Rotary Connection,
Connie Case,
Scrapy,
The J.B.'s,
Pantytec,
The Evens,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New Order,
Fluxion,
Eden Ahbez,
The Five Americans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joy Division,
Ituana,
Eurythmics,
Bauhaus,
Minnie Riperton,
Radiohead,
Technova,
Grey Daturas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
U.S. Maple,
The Fortunes,
The Skatalites,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Tom Boy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Mantronix,
The Wake,
DJ Style,
Cal Tjader,
Zapp,
Black Bananas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Crime,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magazine,
Kerri Chandler,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Fall,
Echospace,
Derrick Morgan,
Scientists,
The Walker Brothers,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.