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 Austria and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Harmonia to the grunge 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Judy Mowatt,
X-102,
Brass Construction,
Silicon Teens,
Unwound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Toasters,
Janne Schatter,
Gang of Four,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Albert Ayler,
Chrome,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Flash Fearless,
Aural Exciters,
Lightning Bolt,
Pulsallama,
The Zeros,
The Invisible,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gichy Dan,
Peter and Kerry,
Slave,
Ludus,
Hoover,
The Count Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Scrapy,
Metal Thangz,
Sarah Menescal,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rapeman,
Cybotron,
Index,
Massinfluence,
The New Christs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tres Demented,
Monolake,
Eric Dolphy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Mojo Men,
The Fuzztones,
Amon Düül II,
Anakelly,
Grauzone,
JFA,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Last Poets,
Kurtis Blow,
Pet Shop Boys,
MDC,
kango's stein massive,
Dual Sessions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ronan,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
The Smoke,
the Bar-Kays,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.