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 Tuvalu and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Soul Sonic Force to the punk 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Albert Ayler,
B.T. Express,
David Axelrod,
Morten Harket,
Easy Going,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Technova,
Khruangbin,
The Doors,
Black Moon,
Sun Ra,
Bill Near,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jeff Mills,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marc Almond,
Rites of Spring,
Todd Rundgren,
D'Angelo,
Cameo,
Scion,
DNA,
The Detroit Cobras,
Icehouse,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chrome,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Smog,
Babytalk,
The Smoke,
Leonard Cohen,
The Electric Prunes,
Schoolly D,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sam Rivers,
The Fortunes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Shuggie Otis,
Y Pants,
K-Klass,
Blake Baxter,
Lyres,
Radiopuhelimet,
Erasure,
Country Teasers,
Soulsonic Force,
Rapeman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hardrive,
Radiohead,
Spoonie Gee,
Sugar Minott,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tears for Fears,
Zero Boys,
Pagans,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.