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 Nicaragua 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Metal Thangz to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Litter. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Excepter,
the Association,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül II,
The Count Five,
Man Parrish,
The Vogues,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Basic Channel,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sandy B,
Andrew Hill,
Josef K,
Jacob Miller,
T. Rex,
Metal Thangz,
Aloha Tigers,
The Doors,
The Sonics,
Saccharine Trust,
Trumans Water,
Severed Heads,
Bush Tetras,
Mission of Burma,
Mr. Review,
Los Fastidios,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fear,
The Electric Prunes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eddi Front,
Soulsonic Force,
Oneida,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pantaleimon,
Suicide,
Kenny Larkin,
Swans,
Little Man,
The Saints,
Jandek,
Newcleus,
Scan 7,
the Sonics,
Henry Cow,
Groovy Waters,
Masters at Work,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tubeway Army,
Terry Callier,
a-ha,
Quantec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nirvana,
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.