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 Papua New Guinea and from London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 The Tremeloes to the rock 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kool Moe Dee,
Siglo XX,
Circle Jerks,
Sight & Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
10cc,
Bobby Sherman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soft Cell,
Electric Prunes,
Terry Callier,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fire Engines,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fugazi,
Connie Case,
Yellowson,
Brand Nubian,
Trumans Water,
The Martian,
Sun Ra,
Q65,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Theoretical Girls,
The New Christs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Last Poets,
The Electric Prunes,
Marine Girls,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deakin,
H. Thieme,
Joey Negro,
Kas Product,
Robert Hood,
Pierre Henry,
The Tremeloes,
KRS-One,
Hasil Adkins,
the Swans,
Agitation Free,
Kenny Larkin,
Amazonics,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soft Machine,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Monochrome Set,
Alison Limerick,
The Slits,
Stereo Dub,
Slick Rick,
Albert Ayler,
Cybotron,
Depeche Mode,
Technova,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vladislav Delay,
MDC,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.