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 Tonga and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Soft Machine to the rap 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones 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 synthesizer and a theremin 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 synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Soul II Soul,
Rakim,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Evens,
The Smoke,
Aaron Thompson,
The Beau Brummels,
cv313,
Khruangbin,
Nico,
Little Man,
New York Dolls,
Patti Smith,
Arcadia,
LL Cool J,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brand Nubian,
John Holt,
Animal Collective,
The Velvet Underground,
Moss Icon,
Fad Gadget,
Donny Hathaway,
Hoover,
Black Sheep,
Erykah Badu,
Flash Fearless,
UT,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Saccharine Trust,
Simply Red,
The Misunderstood,
Reagan Youth,
Tommy Roe,
Soft Cell,
Pulsallama,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kayak,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Slave,
the Association,
Scratch Acid,
Lakeside,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bang On A Can,
Sugar Minott,
Joey Negro,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oblivians,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Associates,
kango's stein massive,
The Human League,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Faust,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joensuu 1685,
a-ha,
Radio Birdman,
Technova,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.