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 China and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the oboe 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 Can to the electroclash 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dave Gahan,
Juan Atkins,
10cc,
Skarface,
Sixth Finger,
Girls At Our Best!,
Symarip,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mars,
EPMD,
John Foxx,
Television Personalities,
the Normal,
Goldenarms,
The Slackers,
Scan 7,
The Doobie Brothers,
Index,
Radiopuhelimet,
Niagra,
Jawbox,
Gichy Dan,
This Heat,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Television,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Thompson Twins,
The Busters,
Au Pairs,
Absolute Body Control,
Grandmaster Flash,
Interpol,
These Immortal Souls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gladiators,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Derrick May,
Japan,
David Axelrod,
FM Einheit,
Soulsonic Force,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Sheep,
Danielle Patucci,
UT,
Outsiders,
Quantec,
New Age Steppers,
Prince Buster,
Matthew Bourne,
Eve St. Jones,
The Young Rascals,
Johnny Clarke,
Oneida,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fortunes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.