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 Poland and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Gerry Rafferty to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Country Teasers,
Minny Pops,
Warsaw,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Yazoo,
Panda Bear,
Flipper,
David McCallum,
The Cowsills,
the Normal,
Hardrive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Isaac Hayes,
DJ Sneak,
Can,
Visage,
Interpol,
Loose Ends,
Moss Icon,
Al Stewart,
Das Ding,
Q and Not U,
D'Angelo,
The Knickerbockers,
Minutemen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Piero Umiliani,
Khruangbin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Hashim,
Byron Stingily,
Pole,
Franke,
Yusef Lateef,
Bill Near,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
X-102,
Magazine,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Real Kids,
June Days,
Scrapy,
Wolf Eyes,
World's Most,
Chris Corsano,
Slick Rick,
Newcleus,
The Count Five,
Jandek,
Massinfluence,
Moby Grape,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed,
Toni Rubio,
The Toasters,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.