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 Kazakhstan and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the rock 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Ohio Players,
Bronski Beat,
Sound Behaviour,
Livin' Joy,
Aloha Tigers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Wake,
Animal Collective,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ten City,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gap Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Absolute Body Control,
Siglo XX,
Silicon Teens,
Flipper,
the Normal,
Ronnie Foster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Slackers,
Nas,
Tom Boy,
Parry Music,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Maurizio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nick Fraelich,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Glambeats Corp.,
New Order,
Cymande,
Qualms,
Sun Ra,
The Seeds,
The Human League,
Dark Day,
Kayak,
Hoover,
Eve St. Jones,
Ultravox,
Intrusion,
Ken Boothe,
Pole,
Bad Manners,
Black Pus,
Theoretical Girls,
This Heat,
Howard Jones,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.