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 Argentina and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the jazz 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Laurel Aitken,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scrapy,
Los Fastidios,
Altered Images,
Boz Scaggs,
Zero Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Gladiators,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Slick Rick,
Stiv Bators,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lyres,
Yaz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Techniques,
Main Source,
Kevin Saunderson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Susan Cadogan,
The Raincoats,
The New Christs,
Babytalk,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lower 48,
The Cowsills,
Chrome,
June Days,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
MC5,
Rufus Thomas,
The Fall,
Goldenarms,
Tropical Tobacco,
World's Most,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ronnie Foster,
T.S.O.L.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Anakelly,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lungfish,
Terry Callier,
The Fuzztones,
Marine Girls,
Theoretical Girls,
Unwound,
Erykah Badu,
Wire,
Skarface,
The Moleskins,
Little Man,
Alice Coltrane,
Patti Smith,
Aural Exciters,
The Young Rascals,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.