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 Lithuania and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron 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 Bizarre Inc. to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Supertramp,
a-ha,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fat Boys,
Sun Ra,
Ronan,
James White and The Blacks,
Smog,
Sandy B,
Ludus,
The Kinks,
The Birthday Party,
Janne Schatter,
Electric Prunes,
Morten Harket,
Massinfluence,
Godley & Creme,
The Cowsills,
Trumans Water,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barry Ungar,
Warren Ellis,
The Neon Judgement,
Roxy Music,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fire Engines,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gap Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kaleidoscope,
Hashim,
Rakim,
Alice Coltrane,
Derrick Morgan,
cv313,
Dawn Penn,
Grauzone,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DJ Sneak,
Rekid,
Negative Approach,
Skriet,
Simply Red,
the Bar-Kays,
Shuggie Otis,
Liliput,
The Alarm Clocks,
JFA,
Aural Exciters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sight & Sound,
Lalann,
Johnny Clarke,
Marc Almond,
The Red Krayola,
Magazine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Flipper,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.