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 Barbados 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Residents to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Pierre Henry,
MC5,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Alarm Clocks,
Radiohead,
Delta 5,
The Gories,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
L. Decosne,
Johnny Clarke,
Soft Machine,
The Fuzztones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wasted Youth,
The Motions,
The Young Rascals,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Detroit Cobras,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barry Ungar,
Andrew Hill,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yaz,
The Doors,
Suicide,
Pantytec,
Altered Images,
Spoonie Gee,
Cal Tjader,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Depeche Mode,
Urselle,
Skriet,
Procol Harum,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soul II Soul,
Camouflage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tubeway Army,
Circle Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Vogues,
The Smoke,
Pantaleimon,
Bang On A Can,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Essential Logic,
John Foxx,
Lucky Dragons,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wire,
Scott Walker,
LL Cool J,
Dawn Penn,
Outsiders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kenny Larkin,
Hoover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.