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 Paraguay and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron 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 One Last Wish to the techno 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Wolf Eyes,
Lyres,
Minnie Riperton,
Sun Ra,
Patti Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Supertramp,
Sällskapet,
Aswad,
The Cramps,
Chrome,
Soft Cell,
Soul II Soul,
Audionom,
Carl Craig,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boz Scaggs,
Ludus,
The Martian,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dawn Penn,
Interpol,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bad Manners,
Simply Red,
Marine Girls,
Minny Pops,
Intrusion,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pantaleimon,
Andrew Hill,
Basic Channel,
Robert Wyatt,
Tres Demented,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Newcleus,
Skriet,
The Angels of Light,
Hot Snakes,
Khruangbin,
Essential Logic,
Zapp,
The Divine Comedy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gil Scott Heron,
Flash Fearless,
The Doobie Brothers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Coltrane,
The Trojans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joe Finger,
Kool Moe Dee,
Isaac Hayes,
Steve Hackett,
Pere Ubu,
R.M.O.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.