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 Costa Rica and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ornette Coleman,
EPMD,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Residents,
Bauhaus,
Graham Central Station,
Livin' Joy,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions,
The Black Dice,
Cluster,
Magma,
Animal Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
Echospace,
Smog,
The Smoke,
Metal Thangz,
Marc Almond,
Unwound,
The Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Patti Smith,
The Doors,
Roxy Music,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Lightning Bolt,
Outsiders,
Bizarre Inc.,
Basic Channel,
The Fuzztones,
DJ Style,
Stetsasonic,
Lakeside,
Cecil Taylor,
Frankie Knuckles,
Siglo XX,
Andrew Hill,
Nils Olav,
DJ Sneak,
Blake Baxter,
Don Cherry,
Inner City,
Tres Demented,
The Neon Judgement,
AZ,
Country Teasers,
Young Marble Giants,
Fugazi,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Archie Shepp,
Michelle Simonal,
Rotary Connection,
Laurel Aitken,
Stereo Dub,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.