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 Andorra and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
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 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 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Massinfluence,
Black Bananas,
Cecil Taylor,
Fad Gadget,
Gichy Dan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Smoke,
Sonny Sharrock,
Shuggie Otis,
Marc Almond,
Severed Heads,
Eric B and Rakim,
Minor Threat,
Loose Ends,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lucky Dragons,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Wings,
The Vogues,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ludus,
Au Pairs,
Trumans Water,
Country Teasers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sun City Girls,
Max Romeo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vainqueur,
Alphaville,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boredoms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pulsallama,
La Düsseldorf,
The United States of America,
Qualms,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Unrelated Segments,
Neil Young,
Jeff Mills,
Bobby Sherman,
Eli Mardock,
Y Pants,
The Fuzztones,
The Electric Prunes,
Tom Boy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Faraquet,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jacques Brel,
Erasure,
Eden Ahbez,
Skaos,
The Slackers,
T.S.O.L.,
The Dirtbombs,
John Foxx,
UT,
The Invisible,
The Cure,
Soul Sonic Force,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.