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 Portugal and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Eddi Front to the rap 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
CMW,
Sarah Menescal,
Blancmange,
Monks,
Alison Limerick,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scrapy,
Excepter,
Depeche Mode,
Cybotron,
John Cale,
Con Funk Shun,
The Monks,
The Golliwogs,
Black Flag,
Tropical Tobacco,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Buckinghams,
Bang On A Can,
Black Bananas,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hashim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Archie Shepp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare,
Suicide,
Wings,
June Days,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Real Kids,
Rites of Spring,
Judy Mowatt,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mantronix,
Porter Ricks,
The Last Poets,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cecil Taylor,
Jacques Brel,
UT,
Desert Stars,
Black Pus,
Soft Cell,
Roxette,
Hoover,
the Swans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cal Tjader,
Panda Bear,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lucky Dragons,
Nils Olav,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Von Mondo,
Funky Four + One,
Jeff Lynne,
cv313,
Thompson Twins,
Little Man,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.