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 Dominica and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 Oneida to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Sonic Youth,
Organ,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
AZ,
FM Einheit,
Skriet,
Inner City,
Lightning Bolt,
Das Ding,
Todd Rundgren,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ituana,
Eden Ahbez,
Jandek,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sandy B,
Thompson Twins,
Audionom,
Severed Heads,
Sällskapet,
Heaven 17,
Deakin,
Tears for Fears,
L. Decosne,
R.M.O.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
June Days,
Accadde A,
The United States of America,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jeff Lynne,
Altered Images,
Joyce Sims,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Kinks,
Junior Murvin,
Cybotron,
Quando Quango,
the Swans,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cure,
the Slits,
Harry Pussy,
Donny Hathaway,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare,
Rotary Connection,
In Retrospect,
Roger Hodgson,
Jacob Miller,
Goldenarms,
Johnny Clarke,
Qualms,
The Sound,
Pantytec,
David Axelrod,
Archie Shepp,
Siglo XX,
Jeru the Damaja,
Erykah Badu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.