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 Israel and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Whodini to the techno 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Barbara Tucker,
Amazonics,
The Durutti Column,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Charles Mingus,
Shoche,
Ludus,
Crash Course in Science,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Robert Görl,
Kenny Larkin,
Scion,
Prince Buster,
Bang On A Can,
Easy Going,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pantaleimon,
Kayak,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Sonics,
Masters at Work,
Liliput,
The Alarm Clocks,
Heaven 17,
Ossler,
Boz Scaggs,
Bauhaus,
Swell Maps,
Rotary Connection,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
New York Dolls,
10cc,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric B and Rakim,
Television,
Susan Cadogan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bluetip,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Shuggie Otis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sandy B,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dead Boys,
Country Teasers,
Angry Samoans,
Lucky Dragons,
Archie Shepp,
Underground Resistance,
The Monochrome Set,
Wasted Youth,
Maurizio,
Magazine,
Q65,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Busters,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Black Dice,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.