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 Slovakia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Archie Shepp,
Stetsasonic,
The American Breed,
Nils Olav,
Bill Near,
Delta 5,
Alison Limerick,
Accadde A,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rapeman,
Scan 7,
Minor Threat,
The Standells,
Model 500,
AZ,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neil Young,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ralphi Rosario,
James White and The Blacks,
The New Christs,
The Gladiators,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Selecter,
Television,
Marvin Gaye,
Bootsy Collins,
Heaven 17,
Dave Gahan,
The Raincoats,
PIL,
The Vogues,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Can,
Mary Jane Girls,
Blake Baxter,
E-Dancer,
Josef K,
Soulsonic Force,
Goldenarms,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Bar-Kays,
Danielle Patucci,
Tropical Tobacco,
Piero Umiliani,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
MC5,
The Red Krayola,
Bluetip,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bill Wells,
Jacques Brel,
Moss Icon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alton Ellis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Moebius,
China Crisis,
Ponytail,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cheater Slicks,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.