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 Liberia and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Amon Düül II to the punk 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Arcadia,
Smog,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Alphaville,
Black Flag,
Jandek,
Bobby Byrd,
Kayak,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Albert Ayler,
Audionom,
Bootsy Collins,
Marvin Gaye,
Mandrill,
Au Pairs,
Deepchord,
Sällskapet,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Germs,
Pantaleimon,
Joe Smooth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scrapy,
Minnie Riperton,
Amon Düül II,
Pulsallama,
June of 44,
Lalann,
Nas,
Altered Images,
10cc,
The Victims,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camouflage,
AZ,
The Birthday Party,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Minutemen,
The Angels of Light,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fugs,
Hasil Adkins,
The Buckinghams,
Todd Terry,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joensuu 1685,
Derrick May,
Mo-Dettes,
Monolake,
The Gladiators,
Interpol,
CMW,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Sherman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Skatalites,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arthur Verocai,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.