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 Nigeria and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Easy Going to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Eurythmics,
Cluster,
Scott Walker,
The Sound,
The Fall,
Fluxion,
David Axelrod,
Royal Trux,
Television,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eli Mardock,
Icehouse,
Moebius,
Vladislav Delay,
ABC,
Isaac Hayes,
Alison Limerick,
The Invisible,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Davy DMX,
Grauzone,
Roger Hodgson,
DJ Sneak,
Junior Murvin,
Panda Bear,
Archie Shepp,
David Bowie,
New Order,
The Searchers,
Eric Copeland,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Man Eating Sloth,
Chrome,
The Real Kids,
Kool Moe Dee,
Livin' Joy,
Agitation Free,
Ronan,
New York Dolls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Wyatt,
The Count Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Letta Mbulu,
Thompson Twins,
Wolf Eyes,
The Birthday Party,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kas Product,
The Angels of Light,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gap Band,
The Index,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wasted Youth,
Marc Almond,
Al Stewart,
OOIOO,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.