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 the UAE and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Avey Tare to the punk 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Qualms,
Eden Ahbez,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Letta Mbulu,
Gong,
Oblivians,
Neu!,
The Fire Engines,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eric Copeland,
World's Most,
The Busters,
Gichy Dan,
Godley & Creme,
Minutemen,
Rod Modell,
Massinfluence,
ABBA,
The Buckinghams,
Rotary Connection,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scion,
Guru Guru,
Unrelated Segments,
Marmalade,
Faust,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Spandau Ballet,
Surgeon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alton Ellis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Christie,
Pierre Henry,
Magma,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Association,
The Gap Band,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Young Rascals,
Dead Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Evens,
Banda Bassotti,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Matthew Halsall,
Amon Düül II,
Popol Vuh,
Quantec,
Joensuu 1685,
Amon Düül,
The Zeros,
Flamin' Groovies,
Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anthony Braxton,
Judy Mowatt,
Parry Music,
The Durutti Column,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.