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 Sudan and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mark Hollis to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Erasure,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gladiators,
Sun City Girls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Drexciya,
Kenny Larkin,
Rufus Thomas,
Wings,
Yellowson,
Bill Near,
Lalo Schifrin,
Agent Orange,
Boredoms,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ludus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unwound,
The Golliwogs,
Iggy Pop,
Ronan,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Grass Roots,
Terry Callier,
Funky Four + One,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yaz,
Liliput,
the Slits,
Eurythmics,
The Blues Magoos,
Urselle,
Dead Boys,
Nick Fraelich,
Shuggie Otis,
David Bowie,
Banda Bassotti,
Pere Ubu,
The Busters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Oblivians,
Qualms,
The Wake,
Ken Boothe,
X-101,
Scott Walker,
kango's stein massive,
Ten City,
Lower 48,
Tim Buckley,
Gong,
Deadbeat,
Ronnie Foster,
Scan 7,
Godley & Creme,
Jerry's Kids,
Moebius,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.