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 Lebanon and from Paris.
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 Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Quadrant to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Black Flag,
John Lydon,
The Dead C,
Kerri Chandler,
Robert Wyatt,
Mantronix,
Kaleidoscope,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Pop Group,
Ituana,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Spoonie Gee,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Erasure,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Monks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mo-Dettes,
Joe Finger,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Christie,
the Bar-Kays,
Max Romeo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Delta 5,
Con Funk Shun,
Tim Buckley,
Rod Modell,
FM Einheit,
Agitation Free,
Average White Band,
10cc,
Isaac Hayes,
Von Mondo,
Cal Tjader,
ABBA,
Siglo XX,
Howard Jones,
Lower 48,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Altered Images,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ludus,
Skarface,
Bob Dylan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Davy DMX,
Organ,
Kayak,
Liliput,
Desert Stars,
The Saints,
Bill Near,
Minor Threat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.