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 Congo and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Monochrome Set to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bluetip,
Loose Ends,
the Normal,
Heaven 17,
Cybotron,
Scott Walker,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Andrew Hill,
DJ Style,
The Durutti Column,
Lalann,
Lakeside,
Khruangbin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ponytail,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang Starr,
the Fania All-Stars,
Swans,
The Sound,
Suicide,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Glenn Branca,
Procol Harum,
Eddi Front,
PIL,
Little Man,
Sight & Sound,
The Gories,
Letta Mbulu,
Neu!,
David Axelrod,
Whodini,
Swell Maps,
The Raincoats,
The Beau Brummels,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nas,
Ronan,
Kenny Larkin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Kinks,
The Grass Roots,
Eurythmics,
UT,
Jandek,
Panda Bear,
Average White Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Make Up,
Sonic Youth,
Theoretical Girls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rekid,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.