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 United Kingdom and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Leonard Cohen to the funk 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dark Day,
Metal Thangz,
Goldenarms,
Angry Samoans,
The Sonics,
Suicide,
Tom Boy,
Oblivians,
Franke,
Eden Ahbez,
Sight & Sound,
Black Sheep,
Easy Going,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Knickerbockers,
Lakeside,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bill Wells,
New Order,
Interpol,
Chrome,
Scrapy,
Trumans Water,
Wally Richardson,
UT,
Grey Daturas,
The Slits,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Derrick May,
Tommy Roe,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Maleditus Sound,
Symarip,
Joey Negro,
The Mummies,
Minutemen,
KRS-One,
Moss Icon,
Deadbeat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Make Up,
Joy Division,
Chris & Cosey,
Frankie Knuckles,
Unwound,
Toni Rubio,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Moon,
Brick,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Janne Schatter,
Excepter,
kango's stein massive,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Happenings,
Davy DMX,
John Holt,
Barbara Tucker,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.