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 Togo and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Barracudas to the punk 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
CMW,
Kayak,
Eddi Front,
Television,
Schoolly D,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Livin' Joy,
The Blues Magoos,
Marshall Jefferson,
Erasure,
Lindisfarne,
Echospace,
LL Cool J,
Skriet,
The Gories,
Jesper Dahlback,
Moby Grape,
Radiohead,
The Move,
The Gap Band,
Mandrill,
Bronski Beat,
Babytalk,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
Jandek,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brass Construction,
Newcleus,
Wings,
Peter & Gordon,
R.M.O.,
The Associates,
Index,
Tommy Roe,
Sonic Youth,
Skarface,
Popol Vuh,
The Neon Judgement,
Liliput,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marc Almond,
Blake Baxter,
Swans,
The Gun Club,
Sound Behaviour,
Q and Not U,
Little Man,
Minny Pops,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hoover,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Pus,
The Fortunes,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.