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 Andorra and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Holger Czukay 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 E-Dancer to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Todd Terry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Blackbyrds,
Crooked Eye,
Crispy Ambulance,
Minny Pops,
Gastr Del Sol,
Metal Thangz,
The Index,
Iggy Pop,
Albert Ayler,
KRS-One,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Count Five,
Underground Resistance,
The Cowsills,
Kas Product,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gang Green,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Standells,
Television,
Flipper,
Lalann,
Danielle Patucci,
Roy Ayers,
Animal Collective,
Swans,
The American Breed,
Skriet,
Max Romeo,
Fad Gadget,
Royal Trux,
cv313,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Selecter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Harry Pussy,
Mo-Dettes,
Camberwell Now,
Colin Newman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Oblivians,
kango's stein massive,
the Sonics,
Ice-T,
Slick Rick,
Bronski Beat,
The Move,
The Fuzztones,
Lower 48,
The Moleskins,
New Age Steppers,
Neu!,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Crime,
Eurythmics,
the Slits,
Barclay James Harvest,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.