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 Guinea and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord 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 Erasure to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Gil Scott Heron,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Count Five,
The Young Rascals,
Tommy Roe,
Joensuu 1685,
Spandau Ballet,
The Motions,
Pantytec,
Glenn Branca,
Skaos,
Amon Düül,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Qualms,
Neil Young,
Erykah Badu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Albert Ayler,
The Wake,
Nas,
Babytalk,
Minnie Riperton,
Unwound,
Nation of Ulysses,
Michelle Simonal,
Chrome,
Schoolly D,
Fad Gadget,
Sister Nancy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
John Holt,
The Barracudas,
Patti Smith,
The Neon Judgement,
Jandek,
PIL,
Zero Boys,
Brand Nubian,
Gang Gang Dance,
Robert Görl,
X-101,
Lalann,
Ohio Players,
cv313,
The Cure,
Saccharine Trust,
Mantronix,
Jeff Mills,
LL Cool J,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Human League,
Boogie Down Productions,
Reagan Youth,
Derrick Morgan,
This Heat,
Sun Ra,
Rapeman,
Swell Maps,
Yaz,
Lou Reed,
Davy DMX,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.