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 Burundi and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Harry Pussy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DJ Sneak,
Spandau Ballet,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arcadia,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Matthew Bourne,
Deakin,
Sound Behaviour,
Fear,
Half Japanese,
Bill Wells,
The Names,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Moon,
Max Romeo,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Offenders,
Stetsasonic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Saints,
Parry Music,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Vogues,
Byron Stingily,
Marcia Griffiths,
One Last Wish,
The Martian,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Clear Light,
Albert Ayler,
Blake Baxter,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Raincoats,
Ultra Naté,
Dark Day,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Robert Görl,
The J.B.'s,
Monolake,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Electric Prunes,
Janne Schatter,
Suicide,
B.T. Express,
Moebius,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alison Limerick,
Eric Copeland,
The Sonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Johnny Clarke,
Bizarre Inc.,
Yusef Lateef,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moody Blues,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.