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 Norway and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Derrick May to the jazz 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Talk Talk,
the Normal,
Junior Murvin,
Lucky Dragons,
Sixth Finger,
Oblivians,
Altered Images,
Subhumans,
Rufus Thomas,
Nas,
Aural Exciters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Associates,
Skarface,
Das Ding,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rosa Yemen,
Quadrant,
Yellowson,
This Heat,
David Axelrod,
The Raincoats,
The Busters,
The Gap Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crooked Eye,
Parry Music,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Radiohead,
Sister Nancy,
MC5,
A Certain Ratio,
The New Christs,
The United States of America,
Average White Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric Copeland,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Names,
Hasil Adkins,
LL Cool J,
Heaven 17,
Model 500,
Goldenarms,
Lightning Bolt,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Negative Approach,
Mission of Burma,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fluxion,
Moebius,
The Monks,
Byron Stingily,
Metal Thangz,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.