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 Iraq and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Holger Czukay 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Drexciya,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Remains,
Chris & Cosey,
Swell Maps,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Trojans,
Pole,
Los Fastidios,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Index,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camberwell Now,
Quadrant,
Crash Course in Science,
Glenn Branca,
Joensuu 1685,
Pere Ubu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pussy Galore,
The Stooges,
Eric Dolphy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Robert Görl,
Scan 7,
Section 25,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Country Teasers,
Bill Near,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Mills,
Eurythmics,
The New Christs,
Suicide,
Slave,
Radiopuhelimet,
Archie Shepp,
Desert Stars,
Funky Four + One,
X-Ray Spex,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Victims,
R.M.O.,
Gong,
MDC,
Deadbeat,
Duran Duran,
Audionom,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Shuggie Otis,
The Real Kids,
Cymande,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.