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 South Sudan and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Electric Prunes to the grime 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
the Slits,
The Fugs,
The Modern Lovers,
Lungfish,
The Beau Brummels,
Bill Wells,
Bad Manners,
Brass Construction,
Ralphi Rosario,
Carl Craig,
The Smoke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Cure,
Lalann,
Ken Boothe,
Crime,
Dennis Brown,
Soul II Soul,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cheater Slicks,
Yaz,
L. Decosne,
Matthew Halsall,
Kenny Larkin,
Chris Corsano,
Animal Collective,
Von Mondo,
The Cramps,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Symarip,
The Velvet Underground,
Funky Four + One,
The Golliwogs,
The Monochrome Set,
Barry Ungar,
CMW,
Con Funk Shun,
Jacques Brel,
Heaven 17,
The Gories,
Franke,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lucky Dragons,
Alison Limerick,
Pussy Galore,
The Divine Comedy,
Yellowson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ornette Coleman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Royal Trux,
Pharoah Sanders,
Toni Rubio,
Glenn Branca,
The Fall,
UT,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.