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 Bulgaria and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 theremin 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 Shoche to the rock 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Massinfluence,
The Durutti Column,
Lalo Schifrin,
kango's stein massive,
Toni Rubio,
Crash Course in Science,
Laurel Aitken,
Erykah Badu,
Ituana,
Wolf Eyes,
Minnie Riperton,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Spandau Ballet,
Guru Guru,
The Music Machine,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Peter & Gordon,
Donald Byrd,
Arthur Verocai,
Bizarre Inc.,
Zero Boys,
Fatback Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Babytalk,
Amazonics,
Brick,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Idris Muhammad,
Fluxion,
Pantaleimon,
B.T. Express,
Surgeon,
Mandrill,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Doobie Brothers,
Drexciya,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Darondo,
Mission of Burma,
Flipper,
Visage,
Kerrie Biddell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kurtis Blow,
Boogie Down Productions,
48th St. Collective,
Kas Product,
James White and The Blacks,
Henry Cow,
Morten Harket,
Junior Murvin,
a-ha,
Masters at Work,
Crooked Eye,
Q and Not U,
Joey Negro,
T.S.O.L.,
DNA,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.