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 Kenya and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Charles Mingus to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ornette Coleman,
Rakim,
ABBA,
James White and The Blacks,
Chris & Cosey,
Kaleidoscope,
Quando Quango,
Echospace,
Whodini,
8 Eyed Spy,
Michelle Simonal,
Nation of Ulysses,
Animal Collective,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Bananas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mars,
ABC,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gang Starr,
Moby Grape,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young,
Neu!,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
June Days,
Easy Going,
Popol Vuh,
Alphaville,
John Holt,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swans,
Jawbox,
Terry Callier,
Max Romeo,
Pantytec,
Urselle,
Underground Resistance,
MDC,
Hoover,
Visage,
Theoretical Girls,
Kerri Chandler,
Fatback Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jeff Mills,
Trumans Water,
Oneida,
Mo-Dettes,
Thompson Twins,
The Detroit Cobras,
Warren Ellis,
Sex Pistols,
Hardrive,
Lower 48,
Boredoms,
The Fuzztones,
Sun City Girls,
10cc,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.