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 Burundi 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lucky Dragons to the disco 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
The Evens,
Youth Brigade,
Main Source,
John Lydon,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Germs,
Iggy Pop,
The Vogues,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cameo,
Crash Course in Science,
Yaz,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dave Gahan,
The Standells,
Groovy Waters,
Altered Images,
This Heat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Darondo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Busters,
Blossom Toes,
Bootsy Collins,
The Moody Blues,
Mary Jane Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Nik Kershaw,
Dead Boys,
Fluxion,
Eric Copeland,
Ohio Players,
Boz Scaggs,
Derrick Morgan,
Arab on Radar,
a-ha,
Warren Ellis,
The Beau Brummels,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Cale,
Ken Boothe,
Moss Icon,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Seeds,
Royal Trux,
Fugazi,
Khruangbin,
Avey Tare,
Lou Christie,
Bobby Sherman,
The Move,
Sandy B,
Brass Construction,
Q65,
Maleditus Sound,
JFA,
Mark Hollis,
The Mummies,
Grauzone,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.