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 Palau and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 oboe 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the disco 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alphaville,
The Doors,
Tropical Tobacco,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Erasure,
Wasted Youth,
Black Sheep,
The Beau Brummels,
10cc,
The Modern Lovers,
Animal Collective,
The Human League,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Icehouse,
Bronski Beat,
Bang On A Can,
Toni Rubio,
L. Decosne,
Robert Görl,
The Wake,
David Axelrod,
Eric Dolphy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Bananas,
The Slackers,
Bobby Sherman,
Livin' Joy,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Music Machine,
In Retrospect,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ludus,
Brick,
Arab on Radar,
Ultravox,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mojo Men,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Don Cherry,
Pere Ubu,
Todd Rundgren,
Nik Kershaw,
Colin Newman,
The Skatalites,
Negative Approach,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Evens,
Crash Course in Science,
The Names,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Johnny Clarke,
Chris Corsano,
Ice-T,
Nick Fraelich,
Big Daddy Kane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Trojans,
Magma,
Rosa Yemen,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.