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 Madagascar and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Robert Palmer 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 Minor Threat 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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
EPMD,
Outsiders,
Public Enemy,
MC5,
Jacques Brel,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter and Kerry,
Suburban Knight,
Michelle Simonal,
Reuben Wilson,
Al Stewart,
Model 500,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Rundgren,
Nas,
Tres Demented,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Blake Baxter,
Second Layer,
Todd Terry,
the Swans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brass Construction,
Suicide,
Index,
Eddi Front,
The Invisible,
Slick Rick,
Gichy Dan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rotary Connection,
Ultra Naté,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Erykah Badu,
Metal Thangz,
Alison Limerick,
Mandrill,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nils Olav,
The Slackers,
Jeff Lynne,
Eve St. Jones,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Christie,
Smog,
Dave Gahan,
The Last Poets,
Mark Hollis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Harry Pussy,
The United States of America,
Minutemen,
The Flesh Eaters,
Zapp,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Echospace,
Camberwell Now,
Sam Rivers,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.