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 Australia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Livin' Joy to the rock 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Skarface,
B.T. Express,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Animal Collective,
Ossler,
David McCallum,
the Association,
Deadbeat,
Popol Vuh,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-101,
Ronan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Motorama,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ponytail,
The Saints,
The Sound,
Intrusion,
The Offenders,
Eric B and Rakim,
MDC,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bang On A Can,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kerrie Biddell,
Japan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobby Sherman,
Half Japanese,
Desert Stars,
The J.B.'s,
Cluster,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Alice Coltrane,
Prince Buster,
LL Cool J,
Ludus,
Moby Grape,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobby Byrd,
The Litter,
The Selecter,
Mo-Dettes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soul II Soul,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grauzone,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Isaac Hayes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Colin Newman,
Erykah Badu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fugs,
John Holt,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.