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 Switzerland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ 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 La Düsseldorf to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Count Five,
Qualms,
K-Klass,
The Cowsills,
Prince Buster,
Sugar Minott,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eyeless In Gaza,
U.S. Maple,
Lyres,
Neil Young,
Young Marble Giants,
David Bowie,
Ultra Naté,
Joey Negro,
Outsiders,
The United States of America,
H. Thieme,
Bobby Womack,
One Last Wish,
Grauzone,
Albert Ayler,
Saccharine Trust,
Gichy Dan,
Duran Duran,
Au Pairs,
Moebius,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pere Ubu,
Lakeside,
Icehouse,
Public Enemy,
Los Fastidios,
Scan 7,
Roger Hodgson,
the Human League,
Section 25,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Moss Icon,
Sister Nancy,
The Fortunes,
Adolescents,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lucky Dragons,
The Zeros,
Brothers Johnson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eddi Front,
Hoover,
Tom Boy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sun Ra,
DJ Style,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.