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 Yemen and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Black Bananas to the crunk 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marc Almond,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobby Womack,
Kurtis Blow,
Deepchord,
Eli Mardock,
Swell Maps,
Gabor Szabo,
Todd Rundgren,
Dave Gahan,
Ponytail,
The Mojo Men,
Yazoo,
X-Ray Spex,
Panda Bear,
Deakin,
Grey Daturas,
Tom Boy,
Trumans Water,
Sun Ra,
The Associates,
Altered Images,
Scan 7,
Neu!,
John Cale,
Joy Division,
Quando Quango,
Neil Young,
Ituana,
La Düsseldorf,
The Monks,
Chris Corsano,
June Days,
Idris Muhammad,
Magma,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Maurizio,
Ultravox,
Television,
Nico,
Silicon Teens,
Aural Exciters,
The Misunderstood,
ABBA,
Young Marble Giants,
Fear,
Stereo Dub,
Reuben Wilson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Essential Logic,
Barclay James Harvest,
This Heat,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.