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 Samoa and from New York.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scion to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun 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?
Fugazi,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Main Source,
Stereo Dub,
Pantytec,
The Slits,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Absolute Body Control,
Brand Nubian,
Derrick Morgan,
Massinfluence,
the Soft Cell,
The Golliwogs,
Radio Birdman,
Television,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Busters,
Sugar Minott,
The Fortunes,
Darondo,
Q65,
Ultravox,
Schoolly D,
Peter & Gordon,
Iggy Pop,
Minny Pops,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fatback Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Kayak,
Roxy Music,
Rites of Spring,
The Index,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mantronix,
The Fall,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fire Engines,
Tropical Tobacco,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Count Five,
Charles Mingus,
the Swans,
the Slits,
R.M.O.,
Wally Richardson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deepchord,
Second Layer,
Sun Ra,
The Birthday Party,
Robert Hood,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lightning Bolt,
Neu!,
Frankie Knuckles,
Inner City,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soulsonic Force,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.