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 Montenegro and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Newcleus to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Babytalk,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Beau Brummels,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Byron Stingily,
Lou Christie,
Bobby Byrd,
Section 25,
Donny Hathaway,
a-ha,
Bizarre Inc.,
Matthew Bourne,
Oblivians,
Flash Fearless,
The Gladiators,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joensuu 1685,
John Cale,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stiv Bators,
D'Angelo,
Morten Harket,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kevin Saunderson,
Talk Talk,
The Mojo Men,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Graham Central Station,
David McCallum,
Vainqueur,
The American Breed,
Ultimate Spinach,
Alice Coltrane,
FM Einheit,
Harmonia,
Ronnie Foster,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lightning Bolt,
Junior Murvin,
Bauhaus,
Pagans,
The Motions,
Zapp,
Judy Mowatt,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Trojans,
Monolake,
Ash Ra Tempel,
In Retrospect,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yazoo,
Ponytail,
Crispy Ambulance,
Skriet,
Faust,
F. McDonald,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bad Manners,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.