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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Quando Quango to the grime 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ludus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
James White and The Blacks,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Sherman,
ABC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Last Poets,
Magazine,
Agent Orange,
Infiniti,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Techniques,
DJ Sneak,
Slave,
Yusef Lateef,
Pantytec,
The Durutti Column,
This Heat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bush Tetras,
Schoolly D,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Wake,
Ken Boothe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerrie Biddell,
Neu!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scratch Acid,
Blancmange,
Bad Manners,
The Raincoats,
The Music Machine,
Grey Daturas,
The Cowsills,
Pylon,
Todd Terry,
The Fortunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Wasted Youth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eric Dolphy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Leaves,
Stereo Dub,
Lungfish,
Gabor Szabo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bang On A Can,
Cecil Taylor,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobby Byrd,
Second Layer,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Foxx,
Cybotron,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.