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 Turkmenistan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Traffic Nightmare to the grime 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Robert Görl,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pierre Henry,
Matthew Halsall,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ken Boothe,
Aaron Thompson,
Janne Schatter,
Niagra,
Kaleidoscope,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Grass Roots,
Byron Stingily,
Country Teasers,
Sarah Menescal,
Newcleus,
Pole,
Yusef Lateef,
F. McDonald,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Livin' Joy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Amon Düül,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wasted Youth,
Suicide,
Flipper,
cv313,
The Knickerbockers,
Minnie Riperton,
Bang On A Can,
Delon & Dalcan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sight & Sound,
Grey Daturas,
Quadrant,
Wally Richardson,
Chrome,
One Last Wish,
X-102,
The Angels of Light,
Easy Going,
Gong,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Altered Images,
Fela Kuti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Maurizio,
The Victims,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tres Demented,
Jeff Mills,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Move,
Joey Negro,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.