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 Romania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar 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 Ash Ra Tempel 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Sight & Sound,
David Bowie,
Mantronix,
The Gories,
Con Funk Shun,
Erykah Badu,
Mark Hollis,
The Sonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Popol Vuh,
Mission of Burma,
The Doors,
Average White Band,
Graham Central Station,
The Associates,
Bob Dylan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tears for Fears,
Erasure,
The Knickerbockers,
Lower 48,
Nik Kershaw,
U.S. Maple,
Yaz,
The Index,
The Move,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Skatalites,
Skaos,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sixth Finger,
Schoolly D,
Radiopuhelimet,
Organ,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Reed,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sarah Menescal,
Funky Four + One,
Skriet,
Crooked Eye,
The Standells,
The Flesh Eaters,
This Heat,
Kurtis Blow,
Michelle Simonal,
Index,
Quadrant,
The Leaves,
Outsiders,
Alphaville,
Dave Gahan,
The Angels of Light,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roy Ayers,
Maurizio,
Dual Sessions,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.