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 Mexico 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 JFA to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scott Walker,
The Blackbyrds,
Jimmy McGriff,
Heaven 17,
Yellowson,
Procol Harum,
Excepter,
Tres Demented,
Aaron Thompson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Pretty Things,
Terry Callier,
Joy Division,
The New Christs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang of Four,
Blake Baxter,
Royal Trux,
The Doors,
the Association,
Average White Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tubeway Army,
Delta 5,
The Sound,
The Victims,
Little Man,
Saccharine Trust,
Soft Cell,
Circle Jerks,
Crime,
Deadbeat,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
K-Klass,
Audionom,
Wings,
Roy Ayers,
LL Cool J,
The Moleskins,
Alison Limerick,
Crash Course in Science,
X-101,
R.M.O.,
OOIOO,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jacob Miller,
Bronski Beat,
Yaz,
Symarip,
Bluetip,
The Move,
Scan 7,
The Searchers,
Drexciya,
Rufus Thomas,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.