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 Australia and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Funkadelic to the jazz 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
The Kinks,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Five Americans,
Marvin Gaye,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bob Dylan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Panda Bear,
Model 500,
A Certain Ratio,
Symarip,
Rosa Yemen,
Sandy B,
June Days,
Vainqueur,
The Names,
Reuben Wilson,
Royal Trux,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
These Immortal Souls,
DNA,
Subhumans,
The United States of America,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Swans,
Bauhaus,
Brand Nubian,
Camouflage,
Andrew Hill,
Gichy Dan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Heaven 17,
Piero Umiliani,
Magazine,
The Techniques,
Lightning Bolt,
Cheater Slicks,
Sonic Youth,
Toni Rubio,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Birthday Party,
The Litter,
Radiohead,
Bootsy Collins,
Sex Pistols,
Jawbox,
Skaos,
Robert Hood,
Popol Vuh,
Godley & Creme,
Judy Mowatt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Easy Going,
Harpers Bizarre,
Half Japanese,
The Knickerbockers,
Sun Ra,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.