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 Greece and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Juan Atkins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Deepchord,
Rhythm & Sound,
Au Pairs,
Charles Mingus,
Y Pants,
Television Personalities,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Moby Grape,
Con Funk Shun,
Desert Stars,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Residents,
The Fugs,
Can,
The Monks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joy Division,
Rosa Yemen,
Soulsonic Force,
Babytalk,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dead Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
Byron Stingily,
Nick Fraelich,
Urselle,
Funky Four + One,
Electric Prunes,
D'Angelo,
Pole,
Flash Fearless,
X-101,
The Fall,
Marvin Gaye,
Anakelly,
Junior Murvin,
Absolute Body Control,
Chrome,
Bobby Sherman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Godley & Creme,
Jandek,
Franke,
Tommy Roe,
Index,
Prince Buster,
The Shadows of Knight,
New Order,
Rakim,
Lou Christie,
The Leaves,
Intrusion,
The Doors,
Drexciya,
Ituana,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Moon,
Iggy Pop,
Marmalade,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.