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 Madagascar and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 the Bar-Kays to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Dark Day,
The Standells,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
CMW,
Carl Craig,
Lightning Bolt,
Funky Four + One,
The Stooges,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dual Sessions,
Tomorrow,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Von Mondo,
The Tremeloes,
Pantaleimon,
Subhumans,
EPMD,
Make Up,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bronski Beat,
Bill Near,
Al Stewart,
Dawn Penn,
Terry Callier,
10cc,
Yazoo,
Slave,
F. McDonald,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
ABC,
Dead Boys,
David Bowie,
Bootsy Collins,
Joe Finger,
Jandek,
Guru Guru,
Con Funk Shun,
Sixth Finger,
Public Enemy,
Yusef Lateef,
LL Cool J,
Mantronix,
Sound Behaviour,
Franke,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Foxx,
Robert Wyatt,
Eddi Front,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tim Buckley,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barrington Levy,
Ten City,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Divine Comedy,
U.S. Maple,
Brothers Johnson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mars,
Accadde A,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.