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 Jamaica and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet 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 The Count Five to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Fortunes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter and Kerry,
Johnny Osbourne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nils Olav,
Kaleidoscope,
The Slackers,
Rapeman,
Young Marble Giants,
Au Pairs,
AZ,
Mantronix,
Harmonia,
Banda Bassotti,
Goldenarms,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brick,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Litter,
June Days,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wolf Eyes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pylon,
Soft Machine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Radiohead,
Anthony Braxton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cameo,
The Dead C,
a-ha,
Warsaw,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Q65,
Surgeon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camouflage,
Make Up,
Symarip,
Thompson Twins,
Cybotron,
Depeche Mode,
Agitation Free,
Jerry's Kids,
Schoolly D,
The Techniques,
Ronnie Foster,
Aswad,
Nas,
Brand Nubian,
Black Moon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Aural Exciters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eden Ahbez,
The Doors,
The Pop Group,
Vladislav Delay,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.