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 Ethiopia and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 jazz 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lungfish,
Dead Boys,
Nick Fraelich,
The Litter,
JFA,
a-ha,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fad Gadget,
Arcadia,
The Selecter,
Panda Bear,
Jandek,
The Busters,
Faust,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scott Walker,
Iggy Pop,
Sugar Minott,
Tommy Roe,
X-Ray Spex,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jacob Miller,
Parry Music,
Joe Finger,
The Zeros,
CMW,
Todd Rundgren,
The Offenders,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dennis Brown,
Smog,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cramps,
Nico,
X-101,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Birthday Party,
Vladislav Delay,
the Germs,
D'Angelo,
The Cowsills,
Hashim,
The Mojo Men,
Alton Ellis,
Man Parrish,
Section 25,
Sun City Girls,
The Associates,
The Skatalites,
F. McDonald,
Ornette Coleman,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cecil Taylor,
kango's stein massive,
R.M.O.,
Gichy Dan,
These Immortal Souls,
Pere Ubu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.