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 Kuwait and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Nico to the disco 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thee Headcoats,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
AZ,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Intrusion,
Sight & Sound,
The Vogues,
F. McDonald,
Leonard Cohen,
Supertramp,
Ituana,
8 Eyed Spy,
Matthew Halsall,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Unrelated Segments,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Babytalk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Don Cherry,
Make Up,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Gladiators,
The Cure,
Bobby Byrd,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Alison Limerick,
Crispian St. Peters,
Second Layer,
The Barracudas,
Country Teasers,
Swell Maps,
Eyeless In Gaza,
DJ Sneak,
Electric Prunes,
Henry Cow,
Jawbox,
Maurizio,
Peter and Kerry,
The Stooges,
The Fall,
Desert Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
Moss Icon,
The Doors,
Scan 7,
Arab on Radar,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dennis Brown,
Easy Going,
Hardrive,
Cecil Taylor,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joensuu 1685,
Althea and Donna,
Television Personalities,
Piero Umiliani,
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.