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 Palau and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar 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 10cc to the funk 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Chris & Cosey,
Rhythm & Sound,
Au Pairs,
Iggy Pop,
Andrew Hill,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kas Product,
Shoche,
Flipper,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Bar-Kays,
Leonard Cohen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Stockholm Monsters,
Simply Red,
Drive Like Jehu,
June Days,
The Last Poets,
Ponytail,
Negative Approach,
Pole,
The Slackers,
Nico,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Raincoats,
Yaz,
Charles Mingus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ronan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bobby Womack,
FM Einheit,
Massinfluence,
The Barracudas,
The Index,
Rod Modell,
X-101,
Blossom Toes,
Ossler,
R.M.O.,
48th St. Collective,
10cc,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tears for Fears,
Ohio Players,
Robert Wyatt,
Darondo,
The Gories,
The Durutti Column,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Robert Görl,
The Buckinghams,
Sam Rivers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Five Americans,
X-Ray Spex,
Unrelated Segments,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Royal Trux,
Sixth Finger,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.