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 Bahamas and from Philadelphia.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Underground Resistance,
48th St. Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ituana,
Cluster,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sandy B,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fugazi,
Suicide,
LL Cool J,
The Doors,
the Fania All-Stars,
Minny Pops,
U.S. Maple,
Cal Tjader,
Kayak,
Unwound,
These Immortal Souls,
The Offenders,
Tears for Fears,
Easy Going,
Dawn Penn,
the Slits,
The Golliwogs,
Youth Brigade,
The American Breed,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Byrd,
Eli Mardock,
Delta 5,
The Move,
The J.B.'s,
Patti Smith,
Negative Approach,
The Mojo Men,
In Retrospect,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gladiators,
Agitation Free,
Crooked Eye,
Camouflage,
Stereo Dub,
Banda Bassotti,
Newcleus,
The Trojans,
Erasure,
The United States of America,
One Last Wish,
Chris Corsano,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stiv Bators,
The Fugs,
Judy Mowatt,
Flash Fearless,
T. Rex,
Donny Hathaway,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.