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 Uganda and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 güiro 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 Ultimate Spinach to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Delon & Dalcan,
Icehouse,
Max Romeo,
Joyce Sims,
Jeff Mills,
Alphaville,
Young Marble Giants,
Piero Umiliani,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sonic Youth,
the Sonics,
Cecil Taylor,
Marcia Griffiths,
June Days,
Iggy Pop,
Todd Terry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Moebius,
Toni Rubio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maleditus Sound,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cybotron,
Harry Pussy,
EPMD,
Outsiders,
the Germs,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Techniques,
Mantronix,
Agitation Free,
Bizarre Inc.,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Suicide,
Scion,
The Misunderstood,
Spoonie Gee,
Alison Limerick,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Colin Newman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Blake Baxter,
Archie Shepp,
John Foxx,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
World's Most,
Darondo,
The Dead C,
Camberwell Now,
Country Teasers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fortunes,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.