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 Guinea and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 Pylon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Goldenarms,
The Saints,
Rotary Connection,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Wolf Eyes,
John Coltrane,
Bronski Beat,
Maleditus Sound,
Toni Rubio,
Scott Walker,
The Blues Magoos,
Subhumans,
Ohio Players,
X-101,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jacques Brel,
The Toasters,
Visage,
T. Rex,
Vladislav Delay,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Pop Group,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare,
Can,
Royal Trux,
Grauzone,
Barrington Levy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Doors,
Derrick Morgan,
Livin' Joy,
Warsaw,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul II Soul,
Arab on Radar,
Pet Shop Boys,
OOIOO,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anthony Braxton,
The Buckinghams,
Ten City,
Yusef Lateef,
Radiohead,
Roxette,
Second Layer,
Drexciya,
Traffic Nightmare,
In Retrospect,
Bluetip,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mandrill,
Black Bananas,
Severed Heads,
The Fugs,
Todd Terry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Symarip,
Funkadelic,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.