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 Mali and from Beijing.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 AZ to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
The Slackers,
Nick Fraelich,
The Residents,
Ken Boothe,
Wally Richardson,
E-Dancer,
James White and The Blacks,
Althea and Donna,
Suicide,
The Martian,
The Names,
the Soft Cell,
Janne Schatter,
Lindisfarne,
The Young Rascals,
The Smoke,
The Black Dice,
Alice Coltrane,
Quando Quango,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cameo,
Severed Heads,
Neu!,
The Gladiators,
Youth Brigade,
Kas Product,
Siglo XX,
Ituana,
Metal Thangz,
The Fortunes,
AZ,
The Litter,
Stiv Bators,
Reuben Wilson,
Arthur Verocai,
The Slits,
Nas,
Harmonia,
Andrew Hill,
Saccharine Trust,
CMW,
Ludus,
Public Enemy,
Funkadelic,
The Monochrome Set,
Whodini,
Cecil Taylor,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jerry's Kids,
Fluxion,
Subhumans,
Television,
The Vogues,
Newcleus,
Shoche,
Mark Hollis,
The Misunderstood,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Khruangbin,
Pagans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.