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 China and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Reagan Youth to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
The Neon Judgement,
Fluxion,
Monks,
Sight & Sound,
The Martian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marvin Gaye,
Eden Ahbez,
Sound Behaviour,
Drexciya,
Amon Düül,
Amon Düül II,
The Busters,
Blancmange,
Sugar Minott,
The Residents,
Grauzone,
The Red Krayola,
The Saints,
Darondo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Slackers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Walker Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Q and Not U,
Junior Murvin,
Pierre Henry,
The Remains,
Animal Collective,
Goldenarms,
Sparks,
Ronnie Foster,
The Moleskins,
Moebius,
Cameo,
Roxy Music,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Boredoms,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gastr Del Sol,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
MC5,
Severed Heads,
Interpol,
Newcleus,
Excepter,
The Selecter,
Average White Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Electric Prunes,
JFA,
Hashim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Index,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Altered Images,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.