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 Singapore and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade 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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Reagan Youth,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric Copeland,
Q and Not U,
Animal Collective,
The Remains,
Audionom,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Television,
Chris Corsano,
Dual Sessions,
Mary Jane Girls,
Graham Central Station,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Happenings,
Idris Muhammad,
Gabor Szabo,
Dead Boys,
Quando Quango,
Wolf Eyes,
Half Japanese,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
In Retrospect,
Cameo,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ken Boothe,
Moss Icon,
Skarface,
Y Pants,
The Cure,
Fear,
Sarah Menescal,
Joey Negro,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Radiohead,
The Barracudas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pylon,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scratch Acid,
Siglo XX,
Maleditus Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Skaos,
The Black Dice,
Sexual Harrassment,
Minor Threat,
June Days,
The Invisible,
Zapp,
the Swans,
Aloha Tigers,
Minny Pops,
Simply Red,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.