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 Ireland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin 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 Little Man to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Section 25,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anakelly,
Gang Starr,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Saints,
The Modern Lovers,
Maleditus Sound,
The Five Americans,
Guru Guru,
John Foxx,
Maurizio,
Mark Hollis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kerri Chandler,
Grauzone,
Amon Düül II,
Kayak,
Clear Light,
the Normal,
Television Personalities,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chris & Cosey,
Eve St. Jones,
Model 500,
Y Pants,
Erykah Badu,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Real Kids,
The Doobie Brothers,
Accadde A,
Can,
MC5,
Thee Headcoats,
The Leaves,
The Human League,
Lee Hazlewood,
New York Dolls,
The Gun Club,
Hardrive,
Throbbing Gristle,
U.S. Maple,
The Smoke,
The Star Department,
Rekid,
Derrick May,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jesper Dahlback,
Danielle Patucci,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Young Rascals,
Eric Copeland,
Joyce Sims,
Brand Nubian,
Symarip,
Camberwell Now,
Whodini,
UT,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.