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 Brazil and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Hasil Adkins to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review 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 crunk 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 a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
The United States of America,
Harmonia,
Popol Vuh,
X-101,
Minnie Riperton,
The Leaves,
Rotary Connection,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Supertramp,
Don Cherry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Make Up,
Animal Collective,
Dark Day,
Derrick Morgan,
Scratch Acid,
Hashim,
Terrestrial Tones,
Urselle,
Sugar Minott,
Howard Jones,
The Durutti Column,
Crooked Eye,
Radio Birdman,
Soulsonic Force,
Circle Jerks,
Isaac Hayes,
Drexciya,
Patti Smith,
the Swans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bootsy Collins,
K-Klass,
Loose Ends,
The Blackbyrds,
Godley & Creme,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Skarface,
Massinfluence,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra,
Outsiders,
Fad Gadget,
Minny Pops,
The Velvet Underground,
The Red Krayola,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang of Four,
Leonard Cohen,
Harry Pussy,
Deakin,
Matthew Halsall,
Dorothy Ashby,
Junior Murvin,
The Trojans,
Wire,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.