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 Barbados and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba 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 Victims to the jazz 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
The Gap Band,
Angry Samoans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pantaleimon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sound,
Suburban Knight,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Bananas,
Fatback Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young,
Joe Finger,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dawn Penn,
Skriet,
Cymande,
UT,
Man Parrish,
Motorama,
Scion,
Chris & Cosey,
Flash Fearless,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eric Copeland,
Rufus Thomas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Robert Wyatt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Metal Thangz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Durutti Column,
the Swans,
the Normal,
La Düsseldorf,
Rapeman,
The Angels of Light,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Womack,
The Leaves,
Loose Ends,
John Coltrane,
Section 25,
The Gories,
Dennis Brown,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sparks,
Intrusion,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Matthew Bourne,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.