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 Marshall Islands and from Columbus.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Eden Ahbez to the rock 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dead Boys,
Whodini,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roy Ayers,
The Names,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Von Mondo,
Graham Central Station,
8 Eyed Spy,
Make Up,
Toni Rubio,
Interpol,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Can,
the Sonics,
The Fugs,
The Raincoats,
Joe Finger,
La Düsseldorf,
Model 500,
Tim Buckley,
Flash Fearless,
Harmonia,
The Cramps,
Rosa Yemen,
The Five Americans,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gun Club,
Magazine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Count Five,
The Fall,
The Selecter,
Man Parrish,
Gerry Rafferty,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Reagan Youth,
Duran Duran,
Max Romeo,
Arcadia,
Malaria!,
Eric Copeland,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
EPMD,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Radio Birdman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Happenings,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Aloha Tigers,
Bad Manners,
Franke,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soft Machine,
Pussy Galore,
Youth Brigade,
The Seeds,
Idris Muhammad,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.