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 Togo and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin 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 Scion to the jazz 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Lakeside,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Unrelated Segments,
Anakelly,
Fat Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Pet Shop Boys,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Happenings,
Johnny Clarke,
Electric Prunes,
Blossom Toes,
Absolute Body Control,
the Human League,
Lucky Dragons,
Brand Nubian,
D'Angelo,
Chrome,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
These Immortal Souls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nirvana,
X-102,
Tomorrow,
Easy Going,
The Leaves,
The Black Dice,
Dual Sessions,
The Buckinghams,
Tubeway Army,
Zero Boys,
Con Funk Shun,
PIL,
Porter Ricks,
Aaron Thompson,
John Holt,
The Walker Brothers,
Morten Harket,
Warren Ellis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Surgeon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Warsaw,
Iggy Pop,
Bluetip,
Skaos,
H. Thieme,
La Düsseldorf,
DJ Sneak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Cell,
The Invisible,
Aloha Tigers,
Fugazi,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Index,
Godley & Creme,
LL Cool J,
The Mummies,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.