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 Moldova 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Michael McDonald 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 Wire to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Boz Scaggs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Boogie Down Productions,
Susan Cadogan,
Crime,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cal Tjader,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sight & Sound,
The Young Rascals,
the Human League,
Warren Ellis,
Janne Schatter,
The Buckinghams,
Wasted Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
Country Teasers,
Pere Ubu,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Siglo XX,
Soft Machine,
Cluster,
Ken Boothe,
Masters at Work,
Robert Hood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
48th St. Collective,
ABC,
Kerrie Biddell,
Circle Jerks,
Arthur Verocai,
The Five Americans,
Kayak,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Golliwogs,
The Techniques,
Moss Icon,
Altered Images,
Pet Shop Boys,
K-Klass,
10cc,
Robert Görl,
Flash Fearless,
LL Cool J,
Sister Nancy,
Sound Behaviour,
Q and Not U,
Popol Vuh,
Model 500,
Visage,
Traffic Nightmare,
Althea and Donna,
Juan Atkins,
Absolute Body Control,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Panda Bear,
The Doobie Brothers,
Michelle Simonal,
Man Parrish,
Pantytec,
Mary Jane Girls,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.