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 Maldives and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Godley & Creme to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Mojo Men,
Reuben Wilson,
The Blackbyrds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Circle Jerks,
Ohio Players,
Lucky Dragons,
Thompson Twins,
Iggy Pop,
Ludus,
Electric Prunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fuzztones,
Siglo XX,
Subhumans,
Infiniti,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Little Man,
The Techniques,
Albert Ayler,
Zero Boys,
The Remains,
Cecil Taylor,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New Age Steppers,
Skarface,
Piero Umiliani,
Joey Negro,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Avey Tare,
Sexual Harrassment,
Theoretical Girls,
Gang of Four,
Fear,
Visage,
In Retrospect,
DJ Style,
Ronan,
The Velvet Underground,
The Blues Magoos,
The Kinks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nick Fraelich,
Moebius,
Con Funk Shun,
Fugazi,
Kool Moe Dee,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pet Shop Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gang Green,
Tropical Tobacco,
Quantec,
Roxette,
Derrick May,
Danielle Patucci,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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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.