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 Kyrgyzstan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Radiopuhelimet to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Isaac Hayes,
T.S.O.L.,
Funkadelic,
The Monks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Malaria!,
Lakeside,
Grauzone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
H. Thieme,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rites of Spring,
The Vogues,
Gang of Four,
Davy DMX,
Sun Ra,
Black Pus,
ABBA,
Electric Prunes,
Rosa Yemen,
Half Japanese,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Dead C,
Arcadia,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Charles Mingus,
Gil Scott Heron,
Vainqueur,
Nik Kershaw,
Panda Bear,
JFA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Standells,
Unrelated Segments,
Subhumans,
The Pretty Things,
Hashim,
Easy Going,
Jeff Mills,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Association,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Boz Scaggs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Todd Rundgren,
Technova,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lightning Bolt,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Darondo,
Jandek,
X-Ray Spex,
Oneida,
Bizarre Inc.,
Zapp,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.