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 United States and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 X-102 to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound 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 rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marc Almond,
Traffic Nightmare,
Todd Rundgren,
The Modern Lovers,
Moby Grape,
Eric B and Rakim,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Television Personalities,
Jeff Lynne,
Fela Kuti,
Maleditus Sound,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Arthur Verocai,
Roger Hodgson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
JFA,
Banda Bassotti,
Bush Tetras,
Deepchord,
The Red Krayola,
Byron Stingily,
UT,
Loose Ends,
the Association,
Nirvana,
The Gun Club,
Infiniti,
Kaleidoscope,
Organ,
Pantytec,
X-Ray Spex,
Massinfluence,
Oblivians,
Eddi Front,
Unrelated Segments,
Interpol,
Kerri Chandler,
the Human League,
Panda Bear,
The Techniques,
Piero Umiliani,
The Leaves,
Circle Jerks,
Franke,
Wire,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rosa Yemen,
Arcadia,
Marmalade,
Can,
Flash Fearless,
Stiv Bators,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Average White Band,
Gong,
Archie Shepp,
Main Source,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Sheep,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camberwell Now,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.