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 Mexico and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cosmic Jokers to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Pere Ubu,
Matthew Halsall,
Suburban Knight,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scott Walker,
Vainqueur,
Hoover,
DJ Style,
Idris Muhammad,
Newcleus,
Ultravox,
Maleditus Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Music Machine,
Rufus Thomas,
Soft Cell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
New Order,
Depeche Mode,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sound Behaviour,
Lightning Bolt,
Mandrill,
Howard Jones,
Flash Fearless,
X-102,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Osbourne,
R.M.O.,
Flipper,
The Invisible,
The Pop Group,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moebius,
Massinfluence,
New Age Steppers,
John Foxx,
Dual Sessions,
Laurel Aitken,
Nik Kershaw,
Ronan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lee Hazlewood,
DJ Sneak,
Funky Four + One,
Black Moon,
The Toasters,
Circle Jerks,
Todd Terry,
Freddie Wadling,
Quadrant,
Yellowson,
Wasted Youth,
Grey Daturas,
The Angels of Light,
Darondo,
Pussy Galore,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.