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 Pakistan and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Barbara Tucker to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crooked Eye,
The Residents,
Black Flag,
Hot Snakes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moody Blues,
Stockholm Monsters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Zeros,
La Düsseldorf,
Mr. Review,
Flipper,
The Last Poets,
Kenny Larkin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Prince Buster,
Fear,
Ultra Naté,
Ken Boothe,
Popol Vuh,
Pharoah Sanders,
Icehouse,
Dave Gahan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Zero Boys,
The Evens,
The Music Machine,
The Remains,
Second Layer,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Audionom,
Shoche,
Joensuu 1685,
Lyres,
The Seeds,
The Human League,
Mantronix,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
China Crisis,
Grandmaster Flash,
OOIOO,
Smog,
Rod Modell,
Soft Cell,
Neu!,
Bauhaus,
A Certain Ratio,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Star Department,
Organ,
Pantaleimon,
Marc Almond,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Warren Ellis,
Stetsasonic,
Erasure,
The Walker Brothers,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.