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 United Kingdom and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Crooked Eye to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Prince Buster,
Aural Exciters,
Suicide,
Kayak,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crash Course in Science,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Byrd,
Barbara Tucker,
Roxy Music,
Roxette,
Eli Mardock,
Agitation Free,
Maleditus Sound,
Easy Going,
Scratch Acid,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cowsills,
Fela Kuti,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fugs,
DJ Sneak,
The Count Five,
The Barracudas,
Sight & Sound,
Toni Rubio,
Arthur Verocai,
Rapeman,
The Golliwogs,
R.M.O.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blake Baxter,
David Axelrod,
The Raincoats,
Depeche Mode,
Eric B and Rakim,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brick,
Nico,
Amon Düül II,
The Invisible,
China Crisis,
The Sonics,
Deakin,
Adolescents,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Flag,
Bauhaus,
Make Up,
Radiohead,
Rites of Spring,
Saccharine Trust,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Yellowson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan 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.