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 Colombia and from Halifax.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum 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 Matthew Halsall to the rap 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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Rotary Connection,
The Buckinghams,
Cal Tjader,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soulsonic Force,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Electric Prunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alison Limerick,
Pere Ubu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amazonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Halsall,
Lalo Schifrin,
Maurizio,
Index,
Q65,
Crash Course in Science,
Whodini,
Desert Stars,
Neu!,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Searchers,
Alton Ellis,
Lower 48,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun Ra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bob Dylan,
Outsiders,
Excepter,
Sparks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Harmonia,
Glenn Branca,
Sarah Menescal,
Bush Tetras,
Rites of Spring,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Walker Brothers,
D'Angelo,
Shoche,
The Moody Blues,
48th St. Collective,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Half Japanese,
Lalann,
Surgeon,
PIL,
The J.B.'s,
Metal Thangz,
Roger Hodgson,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wasted Youth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Moebius,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.