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 Congo and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sam Rivers to the grunge 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Kas Product,
Bobby Byrd,
Al Stewart,
Khruangbin,
Minor Threat,
U.S. Maple,
Nas,
Lou Christie,
Mantronix,
Radiohead,
Kerri Chandler,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
CMW,
Radio Birdman,
The Slackers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Iggy Pop,
Moby Grape,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Happenings,
Rakim,
June Days,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Make Up,
Television Personalities,
the Germs,
Morten Harket,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül,
Archie Shepp,
H. Thieme,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stiv Bators,
The Stooges,
Gang of Four,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rotary Connection,
the Association,
Toni Rubio,
Brand Nubian,
Unwound,
Chris & Cosey,
The Residents,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lower 48,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ossler,
Juan Atkins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Yusef Lateef,
Cecil Taylor,
Deadbeat,
the Normal,
Babytalk,
The Fuzztones,
the Bar-Kays,
New Age Steppers,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.