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 United Kingdom and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the crunk 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Fat Boys,
Average White Band,
Vainqueur,
Pierre Henry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Subhumans,
Fad Gadget,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mandrill,
Fear,
Television Personalities,
Icehouse,
Eurythmics,
The Index,
Nils Olav,
Leonard Cohen,
E-Dancer,
Boogie Down Productions,
Siglo XX,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gories,
Josef K,
Godley & Creme,
Skarface,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cramps,
T. Rex,
Severed Heads,
Bush Tetras,
Deakin,
Aswad,
Marvin Gaye,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Animal Collective,
Adolescents,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scion,
Mantronix,
Minutemen,
L. Decosne,
Chris & Cosey,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Sonics,
The Smoke,
Eden Ahbez,
Soulsonic Force,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rapeman,
Rod Modell,
Altered Images,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Section 25,
Nik Kershaw,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Womack,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fugs,
Todd Terry,
Derrick May,
Jawbox,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.