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 Luxembourg and from Madrid.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 clarinet 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 Suicide to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Sun Ra,
Warren Ellis,
The Selecter,
Thee Headcoats,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sandy B,
the Swans,
Steve Hackett,
Lightning Bolt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Absolute Body Control,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thompson Twins,
MDC,
Juan Atkins,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lucky Dragons,
the Sonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Newcleus,
Scott Walker,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lyres,
Country Teasers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Reed,
Grauzone,
Al Stewart,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Patti Smith,
Rakim,
Shuggie Otis,
Radiohead,
Pagans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Golliwogs,
Soul II Soul,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Index,
Rekid,
Robert Görl,
Faraquet,
John Coltrane,
Model 500,
Sugar Minott,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alphaville,
Peter & Gordon,
U.S. Maple,
Funky Four + One,
Yellowson,
The Monochrome Set,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Holt,
Outsiders,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.