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 Laos and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Donny Hathaway to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Five Americans,
Robert Görl,
Archie Shepp,
Brass Construction,
Gong,
Soft Machine,
Erykah Badu,
The Fire Engines,
Aswad,
Quando Quango,
Newcleus,
The Cowsills,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Cale,
Babytalk,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun Ra,
Wally Richardson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crash Course in Science,
Camouflage,
Von Mondo,
Reagan Youth,
Grauzone,
Loose Ends,
The United States of America,
U.S. Maple,
Kas Product,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flipper,
The Smoke,
Scott Walker,
Lower 48,
Letta Mbulu,
World's Most,
The Star Department,
Janne Schatter,
New Order,
Khruangbin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
New Age Steppers,
Procol Harum,
Mission of Burma,
Barrington Levy,
Second Layer,
the Soft Cell,
Bob Dylan,
Ossler,
Das Ding,
Bad Manners,
Supertramp,
Faraquet,
Alphaville,
Fela Kuti,
R.M.O.,
Silicon Teens,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.