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 Liberia and from Paris.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 Joe Smooth to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
MC5,
Kenny Larkin,
Freddie Wadling,
F. McDonald,
Von Mondo,
Mad Mike,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sun City Girls,
Ultravox,
The Skatalites,
Wasted Youth,
New Order,
Big Daddy Kane,
Funky Four + One,
Kurtis Blow,
Joyce Sims,
Rufus Thomas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Albert Ayler,
The Misunderstood,
Pierre Henry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
L. Decosne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Soft Cell,
Carl Craig,
The Cramps,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wolf Eyes,
Metal Thangz,
Deadbeat,
Nirvana,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dennis Brown,
June of 44,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Searchers,
The Music Machine,
The Offenders,
Brand Nubian,
Barry Ungar,
The Motions,
The Dirtbombs,
The Pretty Things,
Camberwell Now,
Groovy Waters,
Scott Walker,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ronan,
Brick,
Saccharine Trust,
Rotary Connection,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Wyatt,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.