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 Lesotho 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bobby Sherman to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lou Reed,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Masters at Work,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Holt,
The Electric Prunes,
Dennis Brown,
Pet Shop Boys,
Minor Threat,
Don Cherry,
Toni Rubio,
Kayak,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Godley & Creme,
The Modern Lovers,
Brand Nubian,
Jimmy McGriff,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yaz,
Sugar Minott,
Ken Boothe,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sight & Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeff Lynne,
Scrapy,
Joe Finger,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Kinks,
Wally Richardson,
The Gladiators,
Circle Jerks,
Agitation Free,
Ralphi Rosario,
10cc,
the Soft Cell,
Oneida,
Alison Limerick,
The Beau Brummels,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Slick Rick,
The Selecter,
The Index,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mojo Men,
Technova,
Khruangbin,
Fad Gadget,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jacques Brel,
Bobby Womack,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
R.M.O.,
Jandek,
Skriet,
The Barracudas,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.