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 Turkmenistan and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Gregory Isaacs to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Soul Sonic Force,
Index,
Marvin Gaye,
Whodini,
Mo-Dettes,
LL Cool J,
48th St. Collective,
Rhythm & Sound,
Prince Buster,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Shadows of Knight,
Circle Jerks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Y Pants,
Max Romeo,
Marmalade,
Blake Baxter,
Neil Young,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kas Product,
Susan Cadogan,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Durutti Column,
Das Ding,
Outsiders,
Jeff Mills,
Marcia Griffiths,
H. Thieme,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
X-102,
Tubeway Army,
Brass Construction,
Absolute Body Control,
cv313,
Niagra,
Inner City,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Maurizio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Banda Bassotti,
Fatback Band,
Joy Division,
Ludus,
Second Layer,
The Fugs,
Young Marble Giants,
Hasil Adkins,
The Names,
Babytalk,
The Fire Engines,
Gong,
Rosa Yemen,
Roxette,
Trumans Water,
Tom Boy,
Grey Daturas,
Boredoms,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Evens,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.