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 Samoa and from Woodstock.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 Byron Stingily to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Prince Buster,
The Human League,
Aswad,
Nas,
The Real Kids,
The Litter,
Sparks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Slave,
Sun City Girls,
Youth Brigade,
John Cale,
John Foxx,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ultravox,
Basic Channel,
Byron Stingily,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Names,
Kas Product,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
This Heat,
David Bowie,
Brass Construction,
The Raincoats,
Charles Mingus,
Amazonics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eddi Front,
Kaleidoscope,
Hashim,
Soft Machine,
Simply Red,
Black Sheep,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lindisfarne,
The Associates,
The Blackbyrds,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Avey Tare,
Livin' Joy,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang of Four,
Subhumans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ronan,
Y Pants,
The Slackers,
Donald Byrd,
Barbara Tucker,
The Neon Judgement,
Jawbox,
Derrick Morgan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sandy B,
K-Klass,
The Seeds,
Gang Gang Dance,
Leonard Cohen,
Cal Tjader,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.