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 Serbia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 The Busters to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
U.S. Maple,
Can,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nico,
Eurythmics,
ABBA,
Lightning Bolt,
Chris & Cosey,
Slick Rick,
Rod Modell,
The Mummies,
Arcadia,
New Age Steppers,
The Dirtbombs,
Mars,
Black Moon,
Piero Umiliani,
Idris Muhammad,
Eddi Front,
Mad Mike,
Japan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Pop Group,
Fear,
Harry Pussy,
The Seeds,
the Fania All-Stars,
Young Marble Giants,
Marvin Gaye,
Mission of Burma,
Pet Shop Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Radiohead,
Rhythm & Sound,
Don Cherry,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lalann,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ornette Coleman,
Spandau Ballet,
Pulsallama,
Duran Duran,
Soft Cell,
Television,
Guru Guru,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eric Dolphy,
Ronnie Foster,
Rufus Thomas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wally Richardson,
The Kinks,
Skarface,
Ronan,
John Foxx,
Adolescents,
John Holt,
Cheater Slicks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.