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 Cambodia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum 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 Rotary Connection to the electroclash 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Can,
the Association,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Index,
Organ,
Alison Limerick,
Eddi Front,
The Gun Club,
Ornette Coleman,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Faust,
Groovy Waters,
The Saints,
Mad Mike,
Ralphi Rosario,
Byron Stingily,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Oblivians,
the Human League,
Bill Near,
Jandek,
Rufus Thomas,
Amon Düül,
Black Flag,
Spoonie Gee,
X-101,
Chrome,
Kas Product,
Rekid,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare,
Niagra,
Subhumans,
Boogie Down Productions,
New Age Steppers,
Boredoms,
Scratch Acid,
The Sound,
Sun Ra,
The Monks,
Tears for Fears,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gladiators,
Q and Not U,
Nick Fraelich,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camouflage,
Magazine,
Warsaw,
Von Mondo,
Cymande,
Gang Green,
The Monochrome Set,
The Happenings,
Basic Channel,
L. Decosne,
Supertramp,
Zapp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.