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 Senegal and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ 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 Kas Product to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
The Slackers,
Chris & Cosey,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Visage,
Amon Düül II,
Fatback Band,
Suburban Knight,
F. McDonald,
Absolute Body Control,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boogie Down Productions,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fela Kuti,
Drive Like Jehu,
This Heat,
Isaac Hayes,
Cybotron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mars,
Brass Construction,
Carl Craig,
Youth Brigade,
Negative Approach,
China Crisis,
June of 44,
EPMD,
Second Layer,
Thee Headcoats,
Mission of Burma,
Minutemen,
Johnny Osbourne,
Todd Rundgren,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Neil Young,
Marine Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Faraquet,
JFA,
The J.B.'s,
The Litter,
Monolake,
Eden Ahbez,
Ponytail,
Bush Tetras,
Radiohead,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jeru the Damaja,
Iggy Pop,
Kas Product,
Desert Stars,
The Techniques,
Howard Jones,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nirvana,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.