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 Lithuania and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Harmonia to the punk 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Dual Sessions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Buzzcocks,
Quando Quango,
Patti Smith,
Peter and Kerry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joey Negro,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gladiators,
Lungfish,
Unrelated Segments,
Sun City Girls,
the Slits,
Al Stewart,
Lakeside,
Parry Music,
The Busters,
Camouflage,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Dave Clark Five,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wire,
Banda Bassotti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joe Smooth,
The Move,
Negative Approach,
Lyres,
Robert Hood,
Masters at Work,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Television Personalities,
The Monochrome Set,
Rapeman,
Desert Stars,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nils Olav,
Matthew Bourne,
Connie Case,
Hashim,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Seeds,
Pylon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Blossom Toes,
Sam Rivers,
Colin Newman,
Drexciya,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.