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 Pakistan and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Television to the dance 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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Deakin,
Easy Going,
Jeff Lynne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lalann,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Andrew Hill,
Alton Ellis,
Unwound,
Aural Exciters,
U.S. Maple,
Siglo XX,
Ten City,
Zapp,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pylon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Neil Young,
Cecil Taylor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Index,
Byron Stingily,
Gang Gang Dance,
Don Cherry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kas Product,
Sonic Youth,
Yellowson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crash Course in Science,
Vladislav Delay,
Rites of Spring,
Boz Scaggs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Matthew Bourne,
Average White Band,
Bill Wells,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Leaves,
Danielle Patucci,
Janne Schatter,
Stetsasonic,
Rakim,
Tomorrow,
Sun City Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter and Kerry,
Sun Ra,
Mantronix,
Basic Channel,
Agent Orange,
Chrome,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.