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 Malta and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 David Bowie 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 Lou Reed to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Hood,
Icehouse,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Hardrive,
Black Bananas,
Camouflage,
Tres Demented,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eli Mardock,
Vladislav Delay,
Rakim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Reagan Youth,
Reuben Wilson,
Marvin Gaye,
Moss Icon,
Derrick May,
Agent Orange,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Archie Shepp,
Idris Muhammad,
The Dirtbombs,
Nik Kershaw,
E-Dancer,
The Velvet Underground,
FM Einheit,
Youth Brigade,
Lakeside,
Arcadia,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quando Quango,
Crispy Ambulance,
Index,
Dave Gahan,
The Zeros,
John Lydon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Barracudas,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Vogues,
Lebanon Hanover,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Flamin' Groovies,
Can,
Mary Jane Girls,
Darondo,
Man Parrish,
June of 44,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kurtis Blow,
The United States of America,
Cluster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marc Almond,
The Associates,
Whodini,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.