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 Moldova and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Rekid to the crunk 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Roy Ayers,
Steve Hackett,
Juan Atkins,
Rod Modell,
Suburban Knight,
Duran Duran,
Swell Maps,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Germs,
Pagans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Unwound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Derrick May,
The Alarm Clocks,
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Martian,
Black Bananas,
D'Angelo,
The Buckinghams,
Peter and Kerry,
Jerry's Kids,
Von Mondo,
Suicide,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Con Funk Shun,
Crash Course in Science,
Deakin,
10cc,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Essential Logic,
In Retrospect,
The Moleskins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Velvet Underground,
Toni Rubio,
Public Enemy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
T.S.O.L.,
UT,
Icehouse,
Deepchord,
X-102,
Section 25,
Morten Harket,
Rakim,
Bronski Beat,
The Gladiators,
Barry Ungar,
Mandrill,
Au Pairs,
The Names,
Hoover,
Make Up,
Gang Green,
Youth Brigade,
Neil Young,
The Victims,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.