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 Bhutan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba 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 Deepchord to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Procol Harum,
The Red Krayola,
Mantronix,
Lou Christie,
Neil Young,
Rakim,
E-Dancer,
Ohio Players,
Gerry Rafferty,
Michelle Simonal,
Can,
Blake Baxter,
Smog,
Matthew Bourne,
Minor Threat,
Kerri Chandler,
Davy DMX,
The Monochrome Set,
Harry Pussy,
The Smiths,
Second Layer,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Offenders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mandrill,
Siglo XX,
the Fania All-Stars,
Glenn Branca,
Crime,
Sound Behaviour,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gong,
Soft Machine,
Chris & Cosey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pulsallama,
Cecil Taylor,
The Alarm Clocks,
MC5,
Jeff Mills,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kool Moe Dee,
Al Stewart,
The Five Americans,
The Sonics,
Gang Green,
Lalann,
Supertramp,
Youth Brigade,
Marvin Gaye,
The Raincoats,
Khruangbin,
Sight & Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Das Ding,
EPMD,
Trumans Water,
Qualms,
B.T. Express,
Gang of Four,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.