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 Mauritania and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 the Sonics to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Excepter,
Johnny Clarke,
Sun Ra,
Leonard Cohen,
Yusef Lateef,
Judy Mowatt,
Urselle,
The Sound,
Scion,
Country Teasers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
ABBA,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cluster,
Franke,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bobby Womack,
The Toasters,
Depeche Mode,
The Slackers,
Davy DMX,
The Grass Roots,
Youth Brigade,
Wings,
Roxette,
Half Japanese,
Crispy Ambulance,
Loose Ends,
Althea and Donna,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blossom Toes,
Ohio Players,
Danielle Patucci,
Eurythmics,
Aaron Thompson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Suburban Knight,
Archie Shepp,
Theoretical Girls,
the Germs,
Black Pus,
Little Man,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Alison Limerick,
Public Enemy,
Robert Hood,
The Gun Club,
Derrick May,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nico,
Kevin Saunderson,
Q65,
The Moleskins,
Roxy Music,
Rites of Spring,
Mad Mike,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.