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 Ghana and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 Hashim to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
T. Rex,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tears for Fears,
Jerry's Kids,
Jandek,
The Residents,
Massinfluence,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronan,
Y Pants,
The Music Machine,
Electric Prunes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Warren Ellis,
Suburban Knight,
Erasure,
Kenny Larkin,
Icehouse,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Groovy Waters,
Neu!,
The Fugs,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Names,
T.S.O.L.,
The Stooges,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joensuu 1685,
Cameo,
Carl Craig,
Joyce Sims,
The Grass Roots,
The Beau Brummels,
Fela Kuti,
Barrington Levy,
Scott Walker,
Grauzone,
Marmalade,
Japan,
Duran Duran,
One Last Wish,
Alice Coltrane,
The Human League,
Essential Logic,
Quando Quango,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Little Man,
Terry Callier,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Vladislav Delay,
World's Most,
Chris Corsano,
The United States of America,
Adolescents,
Blancmange,
Liliput,
Shuggie Otis,
The Divine Comedy,
Make Up,
Magazine,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.