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 Taiwan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Alphaville to the funk 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Stetsasonic,
Cheater Slicks,
Easy Going,
Moebius,
Mark Hollis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marvin Gaye,
Circle Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siglo XX,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Golliwogs,
The Slackers,
Ice-T,
John Foxx,
Ponytail,
The Moleskins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Shoche,
Animal Collective,
Matthew Bourne,
Pussy Galore,
Minutemen,
Stereo Dub,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wire,
Camouflage,
Joyce Sims,
Fela Kuti,
Monolake,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Association,
Godley & Creme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joy Division,
Vladislav Delay,
The Red Krayola,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Germs,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Barracudas,
Wings,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New York Dolls,
Grauzone,
Harpers Bizarre,
Robert Wyatt,
Magazine,
Ornette Coleman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Q and Not U,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Terry,
Shuggie Otis,
Brick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.