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 Samoa and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Zero Boys to the crunk 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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eve St. Jones,
Skriet,
Rhythm & Sound,
New Order,
Anakelly,
The Black Dice,
Underground Resistance,
OOIOO,
Brick,
Eric Copeland,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Buckinghams,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Todd Rundgren,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deepchord,
The Doors,
Trumans Water,
The Invisible,
Con Funk Shun,
Jeff Mills,
cv313,
Dark Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Detroit Cobras,
Popol Vuh,
Boogie Down Productions,
Amazonics,
Morten Harket,
Rotary Connection,
Boredoms,
Anthony Braxton,
The Slackers,
Vladislav Delay,
Bang On A Can,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Skatalites,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Colin Newman,
Ultravox,
DJ Style,
Television,
Unwound,
Ornette Coleman,
the Soft Cell,
Arcadia,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
JFA,
Connie Case,
Marine Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barbara Tucker,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Sheep,
Stereo Dub,
MC5,
Steve Hackett,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.