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 Bhutan and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 DNA to the grunge 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sonic Youth,
Country Teasers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Visage,
Groovy Waters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yellowson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kayak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tom Boy,
Audionom,
Slave,
Pussy Galore,
Bad Manners,
Das Ding,
The Cramps,
the Normal,
Tomorrow,
Television Personalities,
The Trojans,
Marvin Gaye,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cybotron,
The Skatalites,
Black Flag,
Roxette,
the Soft Cell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Cure,
The Litter,
Skriet,
The Buckinghams,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Isaac Hayes,
Slick Rick,
Skaos,
Suicide,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Durutti Column,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Zeros,
Bootsy Collins,
Lakeside,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Golliwogs,
Thee Headcoats,
Kool Moe Dee,
Delta 5,
the Swans,
Patti Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
KRS-One,
Ronnie Foster,
Unwound,
Amazonics,
Sparks,
Alphaville,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.