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 Japan and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Lucky Dragons to the jazz 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eric B and Rakim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Talk Talk,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Slackers,
Bang On A Can,
L. Decosne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ornette Coleman,
U.S. Maple,
The Vogues,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Barry Ungar,
Brass Construction,
Cecil Taylor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Excepter,
8 Eyed Spy,
Oneida,
Quadrant,
Jeru the Damaja,
La Düsseldorf,
The Kinks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Visage,
Gang Green,
Vladislav Delay,
Intrusion,
KRS-One,
Loose Ends,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Dawn Penn,
Boz Scaggs,
MDC,
Bill Near,
EPMD,
Pulsallama,
Tommy Roe,
Warsaw,
The Pop Group,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Josef K,
Electric Prunes,
New Order,
Piero Umiliani,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
FM Einheit,
Young Marble Giants,
Scrapy,
Khruangbin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
John Lydon,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.