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 Austria and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Avey Tare to the rap 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin 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 güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Bush Tetras,
La Düsseldorf,
Thompson Twins,
Pole,
Joensuu 1685,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crash Course in Science,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
This Heat,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Intrusion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Agent Orange,
The Walker Brothers,
Unwound,
kango's stein massive,
Gabor Szabo,
Lakeside,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rakim,
Lightning Bolt,
Cybotron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Music Machine,
Fat Boys,
Nico,
Lyres,
Spandau Ballet,
Flash Fearless,
Jeff Lynne,
Barrington Levy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tom Boy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fatback Band,
Scientists,
Moebius,
Gong,
World's Most,
Harmonia,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dead Boys,
Pussy Galore,
Wally Richardson,
The Sonics,
The Grass Roots,
The Index,
Mo-Dettes,
Radiopuhelimet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fugs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Silicon Teens,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Das Ding,
Cluster,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.