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 Greece and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sam Rivers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Peter and Kerry,
Max Romeo,
Tomorrow,
Suicide,
The Black Dice,
Moebius,
Unrelated Segments,
The Selecter,
Heaven 17,
the Swans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mars,
Nirvana,
Vainqueur,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Birthday Party,
Kevin Saunderson,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Coltrane,
The Victims,
E-Dancer,
Tommy Roe,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül II,
Metal Thangz,
Soulsonic Force,
Erasure,
Moby Grape,
Goldenarms,
X-101,
Swell Maps,
Rapeman,
The Count Five,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tears for Fears,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aaron Thompson,
Monks,
Technova,
Yaz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Pretty Things,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fuzztones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Livin' Joy,
Grauzone,
Shoche,
Eric Dolphy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Association,
cv313,
Hashim,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sarah Menescal,
David Bowie,
Kerri Chandler,
Judy Mowatt,
Dead Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.