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 Ethiopia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Gap Band to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Monks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wire,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
One Last Wish,
Terry Callier,
Nick Fraelich,
Jeff Lynne,
the Association,
Delta 5,
Adolescents,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Liliput,
The Happenings,
Ituana,
EPMD,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Malaria!,
Sam Rivers,
Byron Stingily,
Duran Duran,
Fear,
Minny Pops,
Laurel Aitken,
Underground Resistance,
Glenn Branca,
Lindisfarne,
Barry Ungar,
Deakin,
Scott Walker,
Funky Four + One,
Aloha Tigers,
Vainqueur,
Alphaville,
Tears for Fears,
Black Sheep,
Joensuu 1685,
Cybotron,
Susan Cadogan,
The Angels of Light,
The Moody Blues,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultra Naté,
Crooked Eye,
Visage,
D'Angelo,
Whodini,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neu!,
Rufus Thomas,
Scan 7,
Eden Ahbez,
Pharoah Sanders,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Move,
Rotary Connection,
Tom Boy,
Intrusion,
The Cowsills,
Dave Gahan,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.