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 Slovenia and from Accra.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator 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 Goldenarms to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ronan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fatback Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Motorama,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Television,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Offenders,
The Stooges,
June Days,
Graham Central Station,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Symarip,
Pole,
Crispy Ambulance,
Connie Case,
Soulsonic Force,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gladiators,
The Techniques,
Duran Duran,
Liliput,
The United States of America,
Oneida,
Yellowson,
Outsiders,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
UT,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Brand Nubian,
Radiohead,
The Slackers,
Scientists,
Franke,
B.T. Express,
Soul II Soul,
The Beau Brummels,
The Searchers,
John Foxx,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Flash Fearless,
The Wake,
Mission of Burma,
Leonard Cohen,
Model 500,
Mad Mike,
Bill Near,
The Young Rascals,
Wolf Eyes,
Bootsy Collins,
Tres Demented,
T.S.O.L.,
Babytalk,
Cal Tjader,
Wire,
The Black Dice,
Sister Nancy,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.