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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sonics to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Jeff Mills,
Crooked Eye,
Chris & Cosey,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Flag,
Stiv Bators,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
This Heat,
Zero Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
Television,
Lungfish,
Joe Smooth,
The Cowsills,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roger Hodgson,
Skarface,
Michelle Simonal,
Procol Harum,
The Detroit Cobras,
EPMD,
DNA,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cure,
Subhumans,
Leonard Cohen,
Minutemen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Starr,
Mark Hollis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Chris Corsano,
Eddi Front,
ABBA,
Bad Manners,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Echospace,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gun Club,
The Zeros,
Rufus Thomas,
The Motions,
The Barracudas,
The Techniques,
Lightning Bolt,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül II,
Roxy Music,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scientists,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pagans,
The Divine Comedy,
Silicon Teens,
Jawbox,
H. Thieme,
Scratch Acid,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.