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 Angola and from London.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Carl Craig to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
The Gap Band,
The Fuzztones,
Panda Bear,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Blues Magoos,
The Star Department,
Yazoo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Archie Shepp,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crispian St. Peters,
Absolute Body Control,
Main Source,
Essential Logic,
Jerry's Kids,
Pantaleimon,
The Offenders,
Donald Byrd,
Sixth Finger,
Joey Negro,
Porter Ricks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Sheep,
Blancmange,
Derrick May,
Kenny Larkin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Visage,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Radiohead,
the Soft Cell,
Adolescents,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Techniques,
Angry Samoans,
The Happenings,
John Holt,
the Association,
Marc Almond,
Idris Muhammad,
Hardrive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Funky Four + One,
Ossler,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Martian,
Drexciya,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scott Walker,
Wire,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gabor Szabo,
Dead Boys,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fear,
The Last Poets,
Motorama,
Mantronix,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.