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 Mongolia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator 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 Blake Baxter to the techno 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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
One Last Wish,
A Certain Ratio,
Junior Murvin,
Kerri Chandler,
Khruangbin,
Little Man,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sun Ra,
Rekid,
Basic Channel,
The Pretty Things,
The Techniques,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter & Gordon,
The Skatalites,
Spandau Ballet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jeff Mills,
Colin Newman,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Saints,
KRS-One,
The Real Kids,
The Move,
Loose Ends,
Soul II Soul,
PIL,
Depeche Mode,
Aural Exciters,
Ice-T,
Stereo Dub,
Nick Fraelich,
Harry Pussy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Zero Boys,
Blake Baxter,
The Fall,
Q and Not U,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soft Machine,
The Slits,
Alphaville,
Kerrie Biddell,
OOIOO,
John Foxx,
Easy Going,
Jerry's Kids,
Nils Olav,
James White and The Blacks,
Funkadelic,
China Crisis,
Tomorrow,
Icehouse,
Robert Wyatt,
Curtis Mayfield,
Vladislav Delay,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Interpol,
Simply Red,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.