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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Jeff Lynne to the grime 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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
the Normal,
Roxy Music,
Eurythmics,
The Gun Club,
Adolescents,
Soulsonic Force,
Sixth Finger,
The Cramps,
The Selecter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Moebius,
Bootsy Collins,
Anakelly,
Jacob Miller,
MC5,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlback,
Alison Limerick,
Man Parrish,
The Black Dice,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Half Japanese,
Arcadia,
Jawbox,
Yaz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
X-102,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vladislav Delay,
Buzzcocks,
CMW,
Frankie Knuckles,
Erykah Badu,
Visage,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Dead C,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scan 7,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Organ,
Shuggie Otis,
Kurtis Blow,
Motorama,
Gil Scott Heron,
Letta Mbulu,
The Sound,
Scrapy,
Can,
Moss Icon,
Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
H. Thieme,
Desert Stars,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cluster,
T. Rex,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marvin Gaye,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Neil Young,
Underground Resistance,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.