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 Iceland and from Bremen.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Anakelly to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
ABBA,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Invisible,
A Certain Ratio,
D'Angelo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun Ra,
Deakin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mojo Men,
Duran Duran,
Vladislav Delay,
The Residents,
Kerri Chandler,
Thee Headcoats,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Slits,
Television,
Bob Dylan,
Alice Coltrane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
UT,
Danielle Patucci,
John Foxx,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Darondo,
Minutemen,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eden Ahbez,
Sugar Minott,
Schoolly D,
Black Bananas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pierre Henry,
Panda Bear,
Reagan Youth,
DJ Sneak,
The Busters,
Todd Terry,
Niagra,
Black Moon,
Bang On A Can,
Symarip,
Newcleus,
Scientists,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Seeds,
Clear Light,
Mandrill,
Sam Rivers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tres Demented,
Crooked Eye,
Juan Atkins,
Make Up,
Whodini,
Little Man,
Cameo,
Second Layer,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.