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 Lithuania and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the oboe 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 Circle Jerks to the crunk 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Grass Roots,
Jandek,
Nico,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bootsy Collins,
The Sonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ituana,
Simply Red,
Avey Tare,
H. Thieme,
The Standells,
X-101,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Selecter,
Hashim,
Minor Threat,
Suicide,
Masters at Work,
Monks,
Ornette Coleman,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
June Days,
Al Stewart,
This Heat,
Joy Division,
Visage,
The Moleskins,
Joe Finger,
Oneida,
The Fall,
Prince Buster,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ten City,
The Gap Band,
Black Sheep,
The Angels of Light,
Oblivians,
The Monks,
The Golliwogs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
T.S.O.L.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lyres,
Subhumans,
Wings,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Young Rascals,
Fear,
Pantaleimon,
Nils Olav,
Das Ding,
Tears for Fears,
the Sonics,
John Cale,
The Gun Club,
Matthew Halsall,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.