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 Suriname and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Modern Lovers to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Hasil Adkins,
Carl Craig,
The Slits,
The Techniques,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Steve Hackett,
Piero Umiliani,
Barrington Levy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ossler,
Lower 48,
Brick,
Simply Red,
Fad Gadget,
Flash Fearless,
Mr. Review,
Sällskapet,
Parry Music,
Lalann,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Stooges,
Jeff Mills,
Can,
ABBA,
The Searchers,
Agitation Free,
Marcia Griffiths,
The United States of America,
Roy Ayers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marc Almond,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
This Heat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Desert Stars,
Scrapy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Association,
Underground Resistance,
Kerrie Biddell,
Symarip,
Radio Birdman,
Danielle Patucci,
The Mojo Men,
Marvin Gaye,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minnie Riperton,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Normal,
Sister Nancy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tres Demented,
The Fall,
Barclay James Harvest,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yaz,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.