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 Suriname and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 mellotron 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 Talk Talk to the punk 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Sarah Menescal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Slits,
The Slackers,
The Fire Engines,
Agent Orange,
The Fortunes,
Gichy Dan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ice-T,
Leonard Cohen,
The Sound,
Kayak,
Idris Muhammad,
Jacques Brel,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lindisfarne,
Clear Light,
Pere Ubu,
Rakim,
Bill Near,
U.S. Maple,
Fela Kuti,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Whodini,
Pagans,
The Wake,
Inner City,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jandek,
The Modern Lovers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pierre Henry,
Chris & Cosey,
Television,
Sam Rivers,
The Five Americans,
The Busters,
Soft Cell,
Nirvana,
Barry Ungar,
The Young Rascals,
The Last Poets,
The Standells,
Kerri Chandler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Motions,
The Gap Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Fluxion,
Animal Collective,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rosa Yemen,
Babytalk,
Mary Jane Girls,
Man Parrish,
The Count Five,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.