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 Rwanda and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 John Coltrane to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Gang Starr,
Animal Collective,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Normal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jeff Mills,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gladiators,
The Fugs,
H. Thieme,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mars,
Howard Jones,
The Velvet Underground,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bobby Byrd,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ultravox,
Massinfluence,
Ten City,
Ponytail,
Cal Tjader,
Robert Görl,
Alison Limerick,
Vainqueur,
Stereo Dub,
Cecil Taylor,
Shuggie Otis,
Bauhaus,
This Heat,
Inner City,
Simply Red,
Pulsallama,
Electric Prunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gun Club,
Young Marble Giants,
Trumans Water,
Moebius,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Gang Dance,
Traffic Nightmare,
Danielle Patucci,
Sex Pistols,
Groovy Waters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Average White Band,
Camberwell Now,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Oblivians,
The Skatalites,
Amon Düül II,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.