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 Belgium and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
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 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Traffic Nightmare to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Visage,
Tears for Fears,
The Birthday Party,
Lakeside,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rotary Connection,
Flipper,
L. Decosne,
Loose Ends,
Pierre Henry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
ABBA,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Smiths,
KRS-One,
Fear,
Angry Samoans,
The Smoke,
Matthew Bourne,
DJ Sneak,
the Germs,
Eric Copeland,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Gladiators,
Easy Going,
One Last Wish,
The Gun Club,
The Busters,
The Divine Comedy,
Bluetip,
Zapp,
Michelle Simonal,
Carl Craig,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Terry Callier,
Inner City,
Pulsallama,
Masters at Work,
the Soft Cell,
Mission of Burma,
Infiniti,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Albert Ayler,
The Young Rascals,
Liliput,
Outsiders,
The Vogues,
Section 25,
Darondo,
Kenny Larkin,
PIL,
Man Parrish,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.