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 Chad and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 T. Rex to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe 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 guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Juan Atkins,
World's Most,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Public Image Ltd.,
Chrome,
New Order,
The Sonics,
Surgeon,
Sarah Menescal,
Brass Construction,
Letta Mbulu,
Gichy Dan,
Robert Görl,
Nas,
The Mojo Men,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Alison Limerick,
David Axelrod,
Grauzone,
Sandy B,
Bronski Beat,
Sight & Sound,
Al Stewart,
Todd Rundgren,
Average White Band,
Amon Düül,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scott Walker,
Fatback Band,
Cal Tjader,
Skarface,
E-Dancer,
Girls At Our Best!,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Monks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stiv Bators,
Clear Light,
Tommy Roe,
Altered Images,
Essential Logic,
Shuggie Otis,
Severed Heads,
Funky Four + One,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marcia Griffiths,
Barclay James Harvest,
Althea and Donna,
Fat Boys,
ABC,
The Zeros,
X-Ray Spex,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Pretty Things,
the Germs,
Nico,
Don Cherry,
the Soft Cell,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.