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 the UAE and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Q65 to the techno 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Rhythm & Sound,
Parry Music,
Mars,
David Axelrod,
Monks,
Dual Sessions,
The Fugs,
Terrestrial Tones,
John Foxx,
the Soft Cell,
48th St. Collective,
Mark Hollis,
The Toasters,
Kenny Larkin,
Crispian St. Peters,
Supertramp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grauzone,
La Düsseldorf,
Quadrant,
DNA,
Depeche Mode,
Interpol,
Malaria!,
Agitation Free,
The Fire Engines,
Blancmange,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cameo,
Quando Quango,
Accadde A,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kayak,
Ossler,
Angry Samoans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sarah Menescal,
Max Romeo,
Michelle Simonal,
Stiv Bators,
the Bar-Kays,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fuzztones,
Kerri Chandler,
Slave,
Black Flag,
Bobby Womack,
The Red Krayola,
Anakelly,
Flash Fearless,
Joy Division,
Amon Düül II,
Deakin,
Ituana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Procol Harum,
The Moody Blues,
Mantronix,
The Saints,
Masters at Work,
Gang Green,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.