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 Netherlands and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar 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 Albert Ayler to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-Ray Spex,
Parry Music,
Oneida,
Lungfish,
Franke,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Velvet Underground,
Das Ding,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fluxion,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camouflage,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mr. Review,
Khruangbin,
U.S. Maple,
Dennis Brown,
Jandek,
The Leaves,
Smog,
The Angels of Light,
Silicon Teens,
Piero Umiliani,
Jeru the Damaja,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Motorama,
Trumans Water,
Isaac Hayes,
The Pretty Things,
Freddie Wadling,
Ronan,
Joensuu 1685,
Scientists,
Television,
Anthony Braxton,
Swans,
Can,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Funky Four + One,
Letta Mbulu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Buckinghams,
Harry Pussy,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed,
Jeff Mills,
The Trojans,
Nils Olav,
Man Parrish,
Jacob Miller,
Neil Young,
Bauhaus,
The Tremeloes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marc Almond,
B.T. Express,
Scion,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.