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 Slovakia and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nation of Ulysses to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Roxy Music,
Camouflage,
Q and Not U,
The Golliwogs,
Joy Division,
Jacob Miller,
The Monochrome Set,
Juan Atkins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eurythmics,
Adolescents,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lightning Bolt,
Freddie Wadling,
Unrelated Segments,
Marvin Gaye,
MC5,
The Move,
David Bowie,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marc Almond,
Massinfluence,
Isaac Hayes,
Ronan,
Maleditus Sound,
Von Mondo,
Tears for Fears,
David Axelrod,
Make Up,
Mission of Burma,
X-101,
Tubeway Army,
Pantytec,
The Slackers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Blues Magoos,
Quadrant,
Wasted Youth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Walker Brothers,
the Association,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Circle Jerks,
Toni Rubio,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gun Club,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cecil Taylor,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Sonics,
The Blackbyrds,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rakim,
Electric Prunes,
Japan,
Minnie Riperton,
Maurizio,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.