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 Palau and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Guru Guru,
The Cramps,
The Velvet Underground,
Porter Ricks,
The Fuzztones,
Oblivians,
Jimmy McGriff,
CMW,
Livin' Joy,
Mandrill,
Technova,
Roxy Music,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Todd Rundgren,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun City Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lakeside,
Talk Talk,
Altered Images,
Urselle,
Camouflage,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Sherman,
The Smoke,
Wally Richardson,
Rekid,
Davy DMX,
Robert Görl,
Saccharine Trust,
Au Pairs,
Marvin Gaye,
Duran Duran,
U.S. Maple,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
In Retrospect,
John Foxx,
Cal Tjader,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Cosmic Jokers,
a-ha,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scott Walker,
Althea and Donna,
Bluetip,
Arthur Verocai,
Terry Callier,
The Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skaos,
The Red Krayola,
Ralphi Rosario,
Janne Schatter,
The Gories,
This Heat,
Joe Finger,
Rites of Spring,
Cybotron,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.