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 Lebanon and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Aaron Thompson to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Sparks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Durutti Column,
The Evens,
Can,
Cecil Taylor,
Main Source,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dead Boys,
David Bowie,
Hot Snakes,
Average White Band,
Donny Hathaway,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
cv313,
Trumans Water,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Brothers Johnson,
Bill Wells,
Erykah Badu,
David Axelrod,
The Buckinghams,
Chris & Cosey,
The United States of America,
The Grass Roots,
Wasted Youth,
Janne Schatter,
Zero Boys,
The Smiths,
Lungfish,
Soulsonic Force,
Bush Tetras,
Joyce Sims,
Lakeside,
Swell Maps,
Eden Ahbez,
The Dead C,
Tommy Roe,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Golliwogs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Magazine,
In Retrospect,
Idris Muhammad,
R.M.O.,
Kaleidoscope,
Andrew Hill,
Patti Smith,
Audionom,
Moss Icon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gabor Szabo,
Sarah Menescal,
Hashim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Stockholm Monsters,
Visage,
Cameo,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.