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 Estonia and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Madrid.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Arthur Verocai to the grunge 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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
the Sonics,
The Vogues,
Dennis Brown,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Duran Duran,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Birthday Party,
The Techniques,
Jesper Dahlback,
Supertramp,
The Dirtbombs,
Royal Trux,
Swans,
E-Dancer,
Chrome,
Ultra Naté,
Fear,
Animal Collective,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jawbox,
Prince Buster,
Kenny Larkin,
Robert Görl,
The Music Machine,
Intrusion,
Kayak,
Stereo Dub,
Inner City,
John Cale,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soft Cell,
Agitation Free,
A Certain Ratio,
Silicon Teens,
Joensuu 1685,
The Raincoats,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Man Parrish,
the Germs,
Sex Pistols,
Half Japanese,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bootsy Collins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
World's Most,
The Red Krayola,
the Fania All-Stars,
L. Decosne,
Brothers Johnson,
Guru Guru,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kerri Chandler,
Loose Ends,
Jimmy McGriff,
kango's stein massive,
The Associates,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.