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 Egypt and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Quando Quango to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Faust,
The Happenings,
Section 25,
Public Enemy,
Lou Reed,
Althea and Donna,
Peter and Kerry,
the Human League,
The New Christs,
Chris & Cosey,
Popol Vuh,
Brass Construction,
David McCallum,
Heaven 17,
Boz Scaggs,
Soulsonic Force,
The Dead C,
Scion,
Bobby Womack,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Slave,
The Saints,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amazonics,
Mark Hollis,
Arab on Radar,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
World's Most,
The Beau Brummels,
The Divine Comedy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Carl Craig,
the Association,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eurythmics,
Don Cherry,
Todd Terry,
Nils Olav,
Hot Snakes,
Stiv Bators,
Depeche Mode,
Idris Muhammad,
This Heat,
Roy Ayers,
The Skatalites,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Germs,
The Trojans,
The Remains,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jandek,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wire,
Janne Schatter,
Alice Coltrane,
X-101,
Bauhaus,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.