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 Angola and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Techniques,
the Sonics,
Roy Ayers,
Suburban Knight,
The Remains,
Colin Newman,
Minny Pops,
Jimmy McGriff,
Make Up,
Josef K,
Lakeside,
Mandrill,
Carl Craig,
Motorama,
Crash Course in Science,
The Gladiators,
Bluetip,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soul Sonic Force,
EPMD,
Brass Construction,
Blancmange,
Derrick Morgan,
Fela Kuti,
Basic Channel,
The Zeros,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Soft Cell,
The Invisible,
the Germs,
Grauzone,
L. Decosne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Zapp,
Vladislav Delay,
Hasil Adkins,
Circle Jerks,
Angry Samoans,
Black Flag,
The Divine Comedy,
Hoover,
Tears for Fears,
Black Bananas,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Wells,
Juan Atkins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ossler,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Minnie Riperton,
Underground Resistance,
The Black Dice,
Soulsonic Force,
Ken Boothe,
The Motions,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.