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 Equatorial Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the techno 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
The Standells,
Fad Gadget,
Lucky Dragons,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chrome,
Crooked Eye,
Mission of Burma,
kango's stein massive,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cluster,
The Cowsills,
Los Fastidios,
Pole,
Babytalk,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Audionom,
Vainqueur,
New Order,
Skriet,
EPMD,
Pylon,
The Names,
Monks,
Television Personalities,
Livin' Joy,
Todd Terry,
Brothers Johnson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Accadde A,
The Fortunes,
Inner City,
Aswad,
Spandau Ballet,
Y Pants,
Intrusion,
Ossler,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Anakelly,
the Swans,
T. Rex,
Public Enemy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Althea and Donna,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Barry Ungar,
Tropical Tobacco,
Yusef Lateef,
Country Teasers,
Terry Callier,
Heaven 17,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric Copeland,
The Moleskins,
Henry Cow,
Rod Modell,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.