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 Benin and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Idris Muhammad to the punk 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Big Daddy Kane,
Neu!,
The Raincoats,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
ABC,
The Gladiators,
The Velvet Underground,
Heaven 17,
The American Breed,
UT,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Livin' Joy,
Sun City Girls,
John Cale,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radiopuhelimet,
Section 25,
Howard Jones,
K-Klass,
Q and Not U,
Young Marble Giants,
Smog,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Faust,
Gong,
Moss Icon,
Crash Course in Science,
Bill Near,
Gabor Szabo,
Bronski Beat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
This Heat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Desert Stars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Aaron Thompson,
Ronnie Foster,
The Real Kids,
The Gun Club,
Los Fastidios,
The United States of America,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pierre Henry,
Chrome,
Zero Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
Cal Tjader,
The Buckinghams,
Scratch Acid,
John Holt,
Mars,
Faraquet,
Swell Maps,
Pagans,
Rapeman,
Grey Daturas,
Groovy Waters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Visage,
The Evens,
Rod Modell,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.