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 Iraq and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Michael McDonald 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 Zapp to the rap 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Quando Quango,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Royal Trux,
Robert Wyatt,
The Standells,
The Barracudas,
Lalann,
Liliput,
Stereo Dub,
Erykah Badu,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sun City Girls,
CMW,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Fania All-Stars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scratch Acid,
Tim Buckley,
Khruangbin,
The Divine Comedy,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter and Kerry,
Kas Product,
Kerrie Biddell,
Livin' Joy,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Tremeloes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Echospace,
Ultimate Spinach,
Suburban Knight,
Lucky Dragons,
Siglo XX,
Public Enemy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
New Age Steppers,
The New Christs,
Albert Ayler,
Lalo Schifrin,
FM Einheit,
Matthew Halsall,
The Shadows of Knight,
Peter & Gordon,
The Techniques,
Mary Jane Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Mantronix,
Sound Behaviour,
Shuggie Otis,
Rakim,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bauhaus,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Fuzztones,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.