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 Honduras and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ 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 Ultimate Spinach to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Warren Ellis,
The Victims,
Gil Scott Heron,
La Düsseldorf,
X-102,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Peter and Kerry,
Amon Düül II,
Tomorrow,
The Associates,
Accadde A,
Jacob Miller,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yazoo,
Toni Rubio,
The Evens,
Theoretical Girls,
Outsiders,
Wire,
Stetsasonic,
Trumans Water,
The Cosmic Jokers,
10cc,
Jerry's Kids,
Iggy Pop,
Yusef Lateef,
Pantaleimon,
Bobby Byrd,
James White and The Blacks,
Make Up,
Fear,
Connie Case,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crooked Eye,
Cecil Taylor,
Ponytail,
Negative Approach,
Easy Going,
8 Eyed Spy,
Con Funk Shun,
The Neon Judgement,
Clear Light,
Al Stewart,
Spoonie Gee,
MDC,
R.M.O.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sound Behaviour,
Mr. Review,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fuzztones,
The Smoke,
The J.B.'s,
The Red Krayola,
Neu!,
Von Mondo,
Lungfish,
Gregory Isaacs,
Anakelly,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.