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 Gambia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet 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 Hoover to the grunge 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Motorama,
Skarface,
The Tremeloes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Babytalk,
Ossler,
The Cowsills,
New York Dolls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
June of 44,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pantytec,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Porter Ricks,
The Barracudas,
Amon Düül,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hot Snakes,
Fatback Band,
the Normal,
This Heat,
John Cale,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Erykah Badu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Max Romeo,
Eurythmics,
Panda Bear,
Soulsonic Force,
Visage,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
Lightning Bolt,
Cameo,
The Slackers,
Basic Channel,
Glenn Branca,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Slick Rick,
Parry Music,
The Standells,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cymande,
The Victims,
Derrick Morgan,
Blancmange,
Ice-T,
Thee Headcoats,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lyres,
Zapp,
Boredoms,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kas Product,
Nirvana,
Lou Christie,
Dead Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.