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 Panama and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum 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 Donald Byrd to the funk 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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Maleditus Sound,
Lindisfarne,
Stereo Dub,
Fear,
Guru Guru,
Marmalade,
The Sound,
Marc Almond,
John Holt,
One Last Wish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
KRS-One,
Severed Heads,
Ronan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Amon Düül II,
LL Cool J,
The Cowsills,
The Techniques,
The Searchers,
Erasure,
David McCallum,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Symarip,
DJ Style,
R.M.O.,
Moebius,
Joe Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
Silicon Teens,
Crooked Eye,
X-101,
Agent Orange,
Faraquet,
John Lydon,
Joyce Sims,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Henry Cow,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultravox,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Martian,
La Düsseldorf,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Average White Band,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
X-102,
The New Christs,
The Divine Comedy,
the Swans,
The Dead C,
Ice-T,
Rosa Yemen,
Talk Talk,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.