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 Libya and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 Mad Mike to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Human League,
Mo-Dettes,
Sandy B,
FM Einheit,
Eric Copeland,
the Soft Cell,
The Slits,
Schoolly D,
Jerry's Kids,
Lebanon Hanover,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Offenders,
Robert Görl,
The Fugs,
Inner City,
Easy Going,
Lou Christie,
Minor Threat,
David Bowie,
PIL,
Gregory Isaacs,
Glambeats Corp.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Red Krayola,
Absolute Body Control,
K-Klass,
Cal Tjader,
Thee Headcoats,
Ludus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tomorrow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Procol Harum,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fuzztones,
Desert Stars,
ABBA,
Gichy Dan,
Young Marble Giants,
Supertramp,
Tubeway Army,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Laurel Aitken,
Loose Ends,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dual Sessions,
Sight & Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
the Germs,
Duran Duran,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joey Negro,
Boredoms,
Warsaw,
Iggy Pop,
Ossler,
Juan Atkins,
The Modern Lovers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.