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 Chile and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 FM Einheit to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
H. Thieme,
Moebius,
Gregory Isaacs,
The American Breed,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ten City,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stiv Bators,
UT,
Au Pairs,
The Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marc Almond,
These Immortal Souls,
Reagan Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
Wings,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sandy B,
The Fall,
Ice-T,
Stereo Dub,
Rapeman,
The Stooges,
Unrelated Segments,
Saccharine Trust,
Dark Day,
The Divine Comedy,
Animal Collective,
Yusef Lateef,
Harpers Bizarre,
Altered Images,
Arab on Radar,
Arcadia,
the Germs,
Scion,
Lightning Bolt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Von Mondo,
Pylon,
John Foxx,
The Busters,
LL Cool J,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crispian St. Peters,
Loose Ends,
The Detroit Cobras,
Wasted Youth,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mandrill,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joe Finger,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Khruangbin,
The Invisible,
Todd Terry,
Carl Craig,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.