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 Ireland and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Motorama to the electroclash 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Cymande,
Mo-Dettes,
The Divine Comedy,
The Mojo Men,
James White and The Blacks,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Depeche Mode,
Banda Bassotti,
Alison Limerick,
Yellowson,
Steve Hackett,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sonny Sharrock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Procol Harum,
Pussy Galore,
Aaron Thompson,
Scott Walker,
DJ Sneak,
Boredoms,
Deakin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kas Product,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aural Exciters,
Morten Harket,
Y Pants,
Slick Rick,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Christie,
Connie Case,
The Offenders,
Stockholm Monsters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Supertramp,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Vogues,
Ossler,
The Doors,
Ludus,
Joe Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moody Blues,
The United States of America,
Josef K,
Hoover,
Scratch Acid,
The Gories,
Ultravox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dawn Penn,
Byron Stingily,
Crooked Eye,
Ohio Players,
The Barracudas,
Hashim,
Niagra,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.