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 Ecuador and from London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin 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 Star Department to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Symarip,
Eric Dolphy,
Unrelated Segments,
Marcia Griffiths,
Oblivians,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scrapy,
Groovy Waters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
Maurizio,
Swell Maps,
Don Cherry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxy Music,
Cybotron,
Susan Cadogan,
Nico,
Pagans,
Adolescents,
Bluetip,
DJ Sneak,
John Cale,
Rod Modell,
Drexciya,
Godley & Creme,
Marshall Jefferson,
Spoonie Gee,
The Zeros,
Bang On A Can,
John Foxx,
Ossler,
John Lydon,
Gichy Dan,
The Barracudas,
Inner City,
Dave Gahan,
Cymande,
Janne Schatter,
Magazine,
The Techniques,
Minnie Riperton,
Delta 5,
Moebius,
Black Pus,
The Human League,
The United States of America,
Bootsy Collins,
Con Funk Shun,
Circle Jerks,
Newcleus,
Vainqueur,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
R.M.O.,
Faraquet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Avey Tare,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.