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 Mauritius and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 Ten City to the funk 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
Jawbox,
Lucky Dragons,
Sonny Sharrock,
Glambeats Corp.,
LL Cool J,
Brothers Johnson,
Hashim,
The Beau Brummels,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joe Smooth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Infiniti,
Ice-T,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Moleskins,
The United States of America,
Deadbeat,
Tres Demented,
Aaron Thompson,
Mission of Burma,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Blues Magoos,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Main Source,
Das Ding,
Mars,
Magma,
the Bar-Kays,
Electric Prunes,
John Cale,
The Count Five,
Unwound,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Young Rascals,
The Modern Lovers,
Television Personalities,
Soul II Soul,
Terrestrial Tones,
Brick,
Boz Scaggs,
Camberwell Now,
The Smoke,
Smog,
Suicide,
Dark Day,
Lalann,
Blancmange,
The Fugs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fatback Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rotary Connection,
Sister Nancy,
Mantronix,
the Fania All-Stars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Technova,
Althea and Donna,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.