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 Japan and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Carl Craig to the electroclash 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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Animal Collective,
Goldenarms,
Drive Like Jehu,
Parry Music,
Brick,
Maleditus Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kerri Chandler,
Crime,
Mantronix,
Grandmaster Flash,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Techniques,
Quadrant,
DJ Style,
Q and Not U,
Liliput,
The Moleskins,
Barrington Levy,
Agent Orange,
Aswad,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pulsallama,
Laurel Aitken,
Icehouse,
Fugazi,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
MC5,
John Cale,
The Litter,
Judy Mowatt,
Average White Band,
Slave,
Todd Terry,
Funkadelic,
Carl Craig,
Mark Hollis,
Masters at Work,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
E-Dancer,
Tim Buckley,
Monolake,
Crooked Eye,
Grauzone,
Unwound,
Spoonie Gee,
The Residents,
New York Dolls,
a-ha,
Joy Division,
Michelle Simonal,
Franke,
Bobby Sherman,
The Seeds,
Crispian St. Peters,
The United States of America,
The Golliwogs,
Eve St. Jones,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.