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 Vietnam and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Siglo XX to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Moebius,
Amon Düül II,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Piero Umiliani,
Q65,
Babytalk,
Eric Dolphy,
Wally Richardson,
Basic Channel,
Soft Machine,
Alison Limerick,
Reagan Youth,
Chris Corsano,
Newcleus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mo-Dettes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fluxion,
Warsaw,
Scrapy,
Joey Negro,
Alton Ellis,
Mandrill,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bill Near,
Blossom Toes,
Underground Resistance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Residents,
Von Mondo,
Theoretical Girls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Raincoats,
Chrome,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Techniques,
Tommy Roe,
Los Fastidios,
The Grass Roots,
Ituana,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minutemen,
Lee Hazlewood,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
X-102,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pagans,
Cal Tjader,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
China Crisis,
Hot Snakes,
Aswad,
Rufus Thomas,
Joe Smooth,
The Mojo Men,
Soul II Soul,
Adolescents,
Anakelly,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Yellowson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.