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 Congo and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bizarre Inc. to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Max Romeo,
The Fuzztones,
Fatback Band,
AZ,
The Monks,
Inner City,
EPMD,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hardrive,
The Zeros,
Kevin Saunderson,
Basic Channel,
Boogie Down Productions,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bang On A Can,
The Fugs,
The Litter,
Godley & Creme,
Rhythm & Sound,
Minny Pops,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bluetip,
MDC,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gladiators,
Johnny Clarke,
JFA,
Malaria!,
Peter and Kerry,
the Soft Cell,
Roxette,
Archie Shepp,
Kerrie Biddell,
Procol Harum,
Zapp,
Wings,
Outsiders,
Steve Hackett,
Moebius,
Goldenarms,
New York Dolls,
Aural Exciters,
MC5,
Letta Mbulu,
Toni Rubio,
Scion,
Radiohead,
James White and The Blacks,
Clear Light,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Move,
Tom Boy,
The Searchers,
Robert Görl,
The Count Five,
Lower 48,
Brass Construction,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bush Tetras,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.