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 Cyprus and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the snare 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 The Leaves to the grunge 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aloha Tigers,
Junior Murvin,
The Busters,
Warsaw,
Tres Demented,
Iggy Pop,
Skaos,
The Blackbyrds,
Saccharine Trust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quantec,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grey Daturas,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Amazonics,
Ultra Naté,
Black Sheep,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Neon Judgement,
Thee Headcoats,
Infiniti,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Schoolly D,
Marine Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mars,
Moby Grape,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Monochrome Set,
Khruangbin,
Nirvana,
Scrapy,
Gang Starr,
Sonny Sharrock,
Severed Heads,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The American Breed,
D'Angelo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lee Hazlewood,
CMW,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Christie,
Soulsonic Force,
Urselle,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kas Product,
The Dead C,
Motorama,
The J.B.'s,
The Last Poets,
Gabor Szabo,
Blossom Toes,
Crooked Eye,
Ludus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
10cc,
Gichy Dan,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.