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 Cambodia and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare 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 Black Bananas to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Robert Görl,
LL Cool J,
The Raincoats,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Evens,
Roy Ayers,
Model 500,
Ultravox,
Mantronix,
Desert Stars,
Vainqueur,
Deakin,
The Happenings,
Chris & Cosey,
Danielle Patucci,
X-101,
Bootsy Collins,
MC5,
Albert Ayler,
Second Layer,
Chris Corsano,
FM Einheit,
Porter Ricks,
Unrelated Segments,
Television,
Sällskapet,
Bizarre Inc.,
Adolescents,
Absolute Body Control,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Can,
The Grass Roots,
Charles Mingus,
the Swans,
H. Thieme,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Michelle Simonal,
Vladislav Delay,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pere Ubu,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eddi Front,
Royal Trux,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dark Day,
Reuben Wilson,
Aaron Thompson,
The Walker Brothers,
Lou Reed,
The Mummies,
Oblivians,
Johnny Clarke,
Nils Olav,
Smog,
Joe Finger,
the Germs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.