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 Solomon Islands and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 Girls At Our Best! to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Iggy Pop,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gichy Dan,
The Victims,
Flipper,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The J.B.'s,
Amazonics,
Kayak,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hoover,
Metal Thangz,
Main Source,
The Remains,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tres Demented,
Pantytec,
MDC,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terry Callier,
T.S.O.L.,
Todd Rundgren,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Move,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dark Day,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Erasure,
New Age Steppers,
The Neon Judgement,
Godley & Creme,
Don Cherry,
The Mojo Men,
The Music Machine,
Robert Hood,
The Slackers,
Swans,
Bobby Womack,
Minor Threat,
Electric Prunes,
Altered Images,
Public Enemy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young,
Television,
Chris & Cosey,
The Modern Lovers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fuzztones,
Brand Nubian,
Laurel Aitken,
Q and Not U,
Echospace,
The Gories,
Man Parrish,
Derrick May,
Pole,
Rekid,
The Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
Skarface,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.