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 Mauritius and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Patti Smith to the rap 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pole,
Brass Construction,
The Index,
The Blues Magoos,
Cybotron,
The Electric Prunes,
The Kinks,
Robert Hood,
AZ,
the Normal,
Los Fastidios,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Anakelly,
Kerri Chandler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marvin Gaye,
Stereo Dub,
Model 500,
June Days,
Piero Umiliani,
New Order,
Shuggie Otis,
The Sonics,
Chrome,
Graham Central Station,
Severed Heads,
the Human League,
The Buckinghams,
Ultra Naté,
Juan Atkins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
H. Thieme,
FM Einheit,
Q65,
Faust,
Brick,
The Saints,
Letta Mbulu,
The Move,
Soul Sonic Force,
R.M.O.,
Hasil Adkins,
Angry Samoans,
Ultimate Spinach,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bauhaus,
The Durutti Column,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gong,
Harmonia,
Yellowson,
Alison Limerick,
the Swans,
Basic Channel,
DJ Style,
The Dave Clark Five,
Prince Buster,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.