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 Liechtenstein and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pagans to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Piero Umiliani,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Oneida,
New Order,
the Swans,
Liliput,
Gang Green,
Oblivians,
T.S.O.L.,
Scientists,
Television Personalities,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mandrill,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Parry Music,
Crime,
Zero Boys,
Tubeway Army,
Scion,
Loose Ends,
Sam Rivers,
The Real Kids,
The Angels of Light,
Eli Mardock,
48th St. Collective,
Swans,
The Walker Brothers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Index,
Ituana,
Erasure,
Banda Bassotti,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cheater Slicks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Heaven 17,
Henry Cow,
The Motions,
The Standells,
Drexciya,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Index,
The Misunderstood,
David McCallum,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Royal Trux,
Deakin,
Tears for Fears,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aaron Thompson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Shuggie Otis,
Lee Hazlewood,
Basic Channel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
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Magazine,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.