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 Mauritius and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Tres Demented to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
cv313,
Bluetip,
Sight & Sound,
Yaz,
Ornette Coleman,
The Beau Brummels,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter and Kerry,
The Motions,
Bronski Beat,
Don Cherry,
Janne Schatter,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eric Copeland,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sun City Girls,
The Stooges,
Dorothy Ashby,
Glenn Branca,
Public Enemy,
The Happenings,
The Index,
The Gories,
New York Dolls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
B.T. Express,
Pole,
The Neon Judgement,
The Moody Blues,
Dave Gahan,
the Normal,
Essential Logic,
Echospace,
Royal Trux,
Nik Kershaw,
The Victims,
Underground Resistance,
Television,
Kevin Saunderson,
Michelle Simonal,
The Slackers,
Lyres,
The Knickerbockers,
Alphaville,
Schoolly D,
Toni Rubio,
Fad Gadget,
Minor Threat,
Yellowson,
Cameo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boz Scaggs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Iggy Pop,
The Mojo Men,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brothers Johnson,
Public Image Ltd.,
JFA,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.