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 Korea South 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Al Stewart to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Rotary Connection,
Vladislav Delay,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nirvana,
Alice Coltrane,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Girls At Our Best!,
Flash Fearless,
The Move,
Tres Demented,
Y Pants,
Davy DMX,
Tomorrow,
Von Mondo,
Cal Tjader,
The J.B.'s,
The Velvet Underground,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Mummies,
Rekid,
Magazine,
The Modern Lovers,
Aural Exciters,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Black Dice,
Bush Tetras,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Monochrome Set,
Television,
Yazoo,
The Skatalites,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dead Boys,
Max Romeo,
a-ha,
Laurel Aitken,
Brass Construction,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Althea and Donna,
The Standells,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lucky Dragons,
Mandrill,
Silicon Teens,
Matthew Bourne,
Infiniti,
The Detroit Cobras,
Suicide,
Slick Rick,
Brothers Johnson,
Carl Craig,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Masters at Work,
Ken Boothe,
The Offenders,
Main Source,
Judy Mowatt,
Index,
Mantronix,
Erasure,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.