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 Romania and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eden Ahbez to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Joyce Sims,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sight & Sound,
The Pretty Things,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Cure,
Flash Fearless,
the Swans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Symarip,
Scion,
Das Ding,
Lightning Bolt,
Stiv Bators,
Mars,
Jacques Brel,
Alphaville,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gong,
Procol Harum,
The Searchers,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Boz Scaggs,
Unwound,
Scratch Acid,
Hoover,
Fluxion,
Severed Heads,
Joe Smooth,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Christie,
Joey Negro,
Sun City Girls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Groovy Waters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camouflage,
The Offenders,
Audionom,
The Litter,
Danielle Patucci,
The Beau Brummels,
Nation of Ulysses,
Black Bananas,
Eli Mardock,
Bill Wells,
The Names,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Human League,
Yellowson,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cowsills,
Lebanon Hanover,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DJ Style,
Soft Machine,
Cheater Slicks,
Scott Walker,
The Smoke,
The Victims,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.