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 Argentina and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Grey Daturas to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Silicon Teens,
A Flock of Seagulls,
OOIOO,
DJ Sneak,
Intrusion,
Mantronix,
Fad Gadget,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Monochrome Set,
The Litter,
10cc,
Vainqueur,
Ultra Naté,
The Names,
June Days,
Ponytail,
Flash Fearless,
Soulsonic Force,
Goldenarms,
Bill Wells,
The Gun Club,
Public Image Ltd.,
Symarip,
Depeche Mode,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yazoo,
Au Pairs,
Kerri Chandler,
The Smiths,
Excepter,
The Doors,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roxy Music,
Reuben Wilson,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young,
The Seeds,
Monolake,
Bill Near,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tim Buckley,
Sparks,
E-Dancer,
Shoche,
Negative Approach,
Radiohead,
D'Angelo,
Suicide,
The Associates,
Siglo XX,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Maurizio,
Davy DMX,
The Sonics,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Schoolly D,
Crime,
Robert Hood,
The Star Department,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.