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 Laos and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 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 Jandek to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Dark Day,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yazoo,
Lightning Bolt,
The Moleskins,
The Residents,
Saccharine Trust,
Gang of Four,
Ponytail,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Crime,
Stereo Dub,
Mo-Dettes,
Pole,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Glenn Branca,
Morten Harket,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash,
Shoche,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric Dolphy,
Iggy Pop,
The Vogues,
Camberwell Now,
Public Enemy,
The Angels of Light,
the Normal,
Pussy Galore,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Last Poets,
Johnny Osbourne,
Moby Grape,
The Beau Brummels,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Mummies,
Gong,
Bang On A Can,
Peter and Kerry,
Soft Machine,
Drive Like Jehu,
DJ Sneak,
Jandek,
Nico,
Faraquet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wings,
Neu!,
Kerri Chandler,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
H. Thieme,
Brass Construction,
Matthew Bourne,
Pantytec,
The Dirtbombs,
Suicide,
Surgeon,
Sonic Youth,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.