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 Belize and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 The Index to the techno 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Spandau Ballet,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Carl Craig,
The Moody Blues,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Outsiders,
Archie Shepp,
Organ,
The Martian,
The Modern Lovers,
The Techniques,
Cymande,
X-102,
The Music Machine,
The Knickerbockers,
Au Pairs,
Heaven 17,
Procol Harum,
Joensuu 1685,
Robert Görl,
Ossler,
Terry Callier,
Tomorrow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brand Nubian,
Khruangbin,
Joy Division,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ludus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Absolute Body Control,
Blancmange,
Barry Ungar,
Nico,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Slits,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Model 500,
Lightning Bolt,
Liliput,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Isaac Hayes,
Rites of Spring,
China Crisis,
Oneida,
Eli Mardock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sällskapet,
Derrick Morgan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eden Ahbez,
Depeche Mode,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fugs,
Sandy B,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.