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 Congo and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Animal Collective to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Alton Ellis,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Donald Byrd,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
David McCallum,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cymande,
Lightning Bolt,
Saccharine Trust,
The Trojans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nils Olav,
the Association,
Lucky Dragons,
Colin Newman,
R.M.O.,
Nik Kershaw,
Intrusion,
Albert Ayler,
Section 25,
the Sonics,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Agent Orange,
Wasted Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
Godley & Creme,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Reuben Wilson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rekid,
Lakeside,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fall,
The Gladiators,
Scientists,
Junior Murvin,
Man Parrish,
Black Moon,
Eddi Front,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ten City,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Mad Mike,
The Modern Lovers,
DJ Style,
Bauhaus,
The Busters,
Accadde A,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eden Ahbez,
Massinfluence,
Spandau Ballet,
Technova,
The Sound,
Qualms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.