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 Norway and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Neu! to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
the Association,
The Last Poets,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minor Threat,
Yusef Lateef,
Joensuu 1685,
Danielle Patucci,
CMW,
Half Japanese,
Roy Ayers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Agent Orange,
Joy Division,
The Motions,
Stetsasonic,
Crime,
Easy Going,
Nils Olav,
Suburban Knight,
Matthew Halsall,
Tomorrow,
Camouflage,
Rites of Spring,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Johnny Clarke,
Ken Boothe,
Lungfish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dark Day,
Crispy Ambulance,
Clear Light,
Pantaleimon,
Qualms,
Terry Callier,
Liliput,
Sarah Menescal,
Parry Music,
Jawbox,
The Red Krayola,
The Buckinghams,
The Invisible,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tears for Fears,
Deakin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pierre Henry,
Slave,
Procol Harum,
Avey Tare,
Porter Ricks,
The Cure,
Yaz,
The Smoke,
Agitation Free,
Nirvana,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.