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 Gabon and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare 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 Neu! to the disco 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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Theoretical Girls,
Qualms,
Scientists,
Urselle,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Bananas,
The Fire Engines,
Black Sheep,
Eddi Front,
Livin' Joy,
Dennis Brown,
Robert Wyatt,
Amon Düül,
Saccharine Trust,
R.M.O.,
The Tremeloes,
One Last Wish,
David Bowie,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Derrick Morgan,
The Monochrome Set,
The Residents,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eric Dolphy,
Magazine,
China Crisis,
Roxette,
The Count Five,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Slits,
World's Most,
The Index,
Matthew Bourne,
Skriet,
Arcadia,
Lyres,
Television,
Junior Murvin,
The Alarm Clocks,
Oneida,
The Walker Brothers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Human League,
OOIOO,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
AZ,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joyce Sims,
Joy Division,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mandrill,
F. McDonald,
Dawn Penn,
Mars,
Massinfluence,
Can,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.