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 Palau and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the crunk 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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ornette Coleman,
Byron Stingily,
The Slits,
Barbara Tucker,
Procol Harum,
Unrelated Segments,
These Immortal Souls,
Howard Jones,
David McCallum,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Darondo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tears for Fears,
Delon & Dalcan,
Faust,
Tres Demented,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stiv Bators,
U.S. Maple,
The Gun Club,
Wally Richardson,
The Monks,
Iggy Pop,
X-101,
Can,
Erasure,
Mr. Review,
Mark Hollis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick,
Jandek,
Sarah Menescal,
Ten City,
The Residents,
Flamin' Groovies,
Man Parrish,
Wings,
Alison Limerick,
Zapp,
Boredoms,
Schoolly D,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Laurel Aitken,
Stereo Dub,
Cheater Slicks,
FM Einheit,
Chris Corsano,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eric Copeland,
Camouflage,
Dennis Brown,
Pole,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MDC,
Harmonia,
Colin Newman,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.