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 Algeria and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Pylon to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Excepter,
Drexciya,
Blake Baxter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The J.B.'s,
Soul Sonic Force,
Absolute Body Control,
Deadbeat,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ronan,
Deakin,
Sarah Menescal,
Soul II Soul,
Negative Approach,
Sun City Girls,
Peter and Kerry,
Bob Dylan,
JFA,
Ohio Players,
the Association,
Sugar Minott,
Minor Threat,
Sonic Youth,
The Gun Club,
the Soft Cell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Style,
K-Klass,
Jeff Mills,
The Star Department,
Reuben Wilson,
Radio Birdman,
Saccharine Trust,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Severed Heads,
Bauhaus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Matthew Bourne,
Blancmange,
Josef K,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cal Tjader,
Wolf Eyes,
Eden Ahbez,
Quando Quango,
Moss Icon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Albert Ayler,
Hardrive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Black Dice,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Angels of Light,
Technova,
Minnie Riperton,
The Birthday Party,
Ituana,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.