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 Mauritius and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Essential Logic to the rap 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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Rhythm & Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
Rod Modell,
Gabor Szabo,
Rosa Yemen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Prince Buster,
Ponytail,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
K-Klass,
The Human League,
Ronnie Foster,
Dawn Penn,
Skaos,
Ultra Naté,
Absolute Body Control,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Chris Corsano,
Ituana,
Circle Jerks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cure,
Fluxion,
Ornette Coleman,
Michelle Simonal,
Faust,
Cheater Slicks,
Tomorrow,
Whodini,
Lou Christie,
Desert Stars,
Index,
The Beau Brummels,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Byrd,
Stereo Dub,
T. Rex,
Unrelated Segments,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Model 500,
The Count Five,
Duran Duran,
Alison Limerick,
Chris & Cosey,
Jerry's Kids,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Flag,
June of 44,
Kas Product,
Khruangbin,
The Mojo Men,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Happenings,
Minutemen,
Bootsy Collins,
Metal Thangz,
Al Stewart,
The Martian,
Man Parrish,
Infiniti,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.