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 Ukraine and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Ohio Players to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Gil Scott Heron,
Maurizio,
KRS-One,
The Sonics,
Archie Shepp,
Junior Murvin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Durutti Column,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Basic Channel,
Scan 7,
Aural Exciters,
Lightning Bolt,
Slave,
Bob Dylan,
La Düsseldorf,
Todd Rundgren,
Danielle Patucci,
Joe Smooth,
Connie Case,
Icehouse,
The Slackers,
Sun City Girls,
Average White Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Trojans,
Glenn Branca,
Eurythmics,
John Coltrane,
The Victims,
The Associates,
FM Einheit,
E-Dancer,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rotary Connection,
DJ Style,
Minutemen,
Toni Rubio,
Tim Buckley,
Absolute Body Control,
The Angels of Light,
Delta 5,
Brand Nubian,
Nirvana,
Supertramp,
Tomorrow,
Fluxion,
Pole,
China Crisis,
Todd Terry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sam Rivers,
The Cure,
Neil Young,
The Remains,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lakeside,
Brick,
Lindisfarne,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.