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 Spain and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe 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 Saccharine Trust to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Skarface,
Bobby Sherman,
Henry Cow,
Joe Smooth,
Khruangbin,
Warsaw,
The Count Five,
The Grass Roots,
Fluxion,
Nation of Ulysses,
E-Dancer,
Simply Red,
The Stooges,
Grauzone,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tomorrow,
Aswad,
Pantaleimon,
The Angels of Light,
The Moody Blues,
Niagra,
Monolake,
Qualms,
The Pop Group,
Eve St. Jones,
Hashim,
Panda Bear,
The Last Poets,
Alison Limerick,
Junior Murvin,
The Vogues,
Y Pants,
Royal Trux,
Pole,
Scientists,
Sixth Finger,
The Young Rascals,
H. Thieme,
Pet Shop Boys,
Urselle,
the Germs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Skatalites,
The Gap Band,
Erykah Badu,
Essential Logic,
Letta Mbulu,
Con Funk Shun,
Dark Day,
UT,
James White and The Blacks,
The Tremeloes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Agent Orange,
Glenn Branca,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Sheep,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Echospace,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.