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 Bulgaria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lower 48 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Technova,
John Holt,
Bobby Sherman,
Clear Light,
Buzzcocks,
Hardrive,
Althea and Donna,
Derrick May,
Mars,
Aural Exciters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Anakelly,
Johnny Clarke,
The Skatalites,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Motorama,
Absolute Body Control,
Deakin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deadbeat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nas,
FM Einheit,
Cecil Taylor,
Hashim,
Nico,
Alphaville,
Letta Mbulu,
Kurtis Blow,
Au Pairs,
Man Parrish,
Bush Tetras,
Simply Red,
Surgeon,
Susan Cadogan,
Warsaw,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DNA,
Gang Starr,
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sight & Sound,
Radiohead,
Hoover,
Scan 7,
Oblivians,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Moody Blues,
In Retrospect,
H. Thieme,
Danielle Patucci,
CMW,
Ituana,
48th St. Collective,
Morten Harket,
The Wake,
Joensuu 1685,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.