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 Benin and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Echospace to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Blackbyrds,
Cymande,
Public Image Ltd.,
Make Up,
Theoretical Girls,
Silicon Teens,
The Five Americans,
Mandrill,
James White and The Blacks,
Oneida,
Pantytec,
Heaven 17,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Holt,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Monochrome Set,
X-101,
The Fall,
The Fortunes,
Terry Callier,
Black Pus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Magazine,
LL Cool J,
Eurythmics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eric Copeland,
Peter and Kerry,
Reagan Youth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cal Tjader,
Morten Harket,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Simply Red,
Mission of Burma,
Terrestrial Tones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Quadrant,
Albert Ayler,
Thompson Twins,
The Searchers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Soft Cell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marcia Griffiths,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Zero Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joy Division,
DJ Style,
Hasil Adkins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.