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 South Africa and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the funk 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gang Green,
Colin Newman,
Y Pants,
Amon Düül,
Magazine,
Andrew Hill,
Lindisfarne,
KRS-One,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Pop Group,
Glenn Branca,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scion,
Tears for Fears,
The Offenders,
Charles Mingus,
Make Up,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Five Americans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Magma,
Arthur Verocai,
David McCallum,
Donny Hathaway,
The Cramps,
Inner City,
Max Romeo,
Ronnie Foster,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Lakeside,
Eric Copeland,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Gichy Dan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Peter & Gordon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Throbbing Gristle,
Reuben Wilson,
Marvin Gaye,
Whodini,
The Fuzztones,
Lower 48,
Lyres,
Television,
Zapp,
Fatback Band,
Circle Jerks,
PIL,
Boz Scaggs,
Sixth Finger,
Al Stewart,
Icehouse,
Skaos,
Oneida,
Brass Construction,
Quando Quango,
Vladislav Delay,
Ken Boothe,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.