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 Sri Lanka and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Swell Maps,
Pantaleimon,
Tom Boy,
Mantronix,
Buzzcocks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Maurizio,
Tommy Roe,
Ponytail,
Essential Logic,
Bob Dylan,
Hashim,
Wire,
Hoover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
Roxette,
Japan,
Arthur Verocai,
Don Cherry,
The Doors,
Joe Smooth,
Jeff Lynne,
Harmonia,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vainqueur,
The Young Rascals,
Y Pants,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Red Krayola,
Ultravox,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Connie Case,
Masters at Work,
Byron Stingily,
Jeff Mills,
Black Sheep,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Television Personalities,
New Age Steppers,
The Velvet Underground,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Remains,
The Monks,
The Beau Brummels,
Tres Demented,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Black Flag,
The Angels of Light,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mark Hollis,
Fear,
John Coltrane,
Bauhaus,
Unwound,
Yusef Lateef,
Franke,
Neu!,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brass Construction,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.