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 Turkmenistan and from New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Godley & Creme to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
L. Decosne,
DJ Sneak,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Negative Approach,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chris Corsano,
Yazoo,
Au Pairs,
The Neon Judgement,
Saccharine Trust,
the Germs,
June of 44,
The Moleskins,
the Association,
Brand Nubian,
Youth Brigade,
Pole,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Christie,
Johnny Osbourne,
Shuggie Otis,
Josef K,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cybotron,
Lungfish,
Jacob Miller,
DJ Style,
Joe Finger,
Eve St. Jones,
Brick,
Monolake,
Skaos,
Dorothy Ashby,
PIL,
Symarip,
Reuben Wilson,
Amon Düül,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Happenings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Urselle,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Donny Hathaway,
Lou Reed,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cluster,
Iggy Pop,
Sex Pistols,
Wally Richardson,
a-ha,
Patti Smith,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Techniques,
Grauzone,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Skatalites,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.