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 Jordan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wake to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Man Eating Sloth,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Terry,
Pantytec,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scrapy,
Yusef Lateef,
JFA,
Negative Approach,
Hashim,
Cymande,
Joy Division,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Simply Red,
Kas Product,
The Litter,
Bill Near,
Wire,
The Standells,
Skriet,
Cybotron,
The Barracudas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Can,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minor Threat,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Misunderstood,
Amazonics,
Urselle,
Susan Cadogan,
Johnny Clarke,
Chrome,
The Move,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Spoonie Gee,
Brass Construction,
The Last Poets,
Second Layer,
10cc,
The Neon Judgement,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Stooges,
Sound Behaviour,
Ultra Naté,
Marvin Gaye,
Jerry's Kids,
Fluxion,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lower 48,
Lakeside,
Shoche,
Little Man,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
June Days,
Brothers Johnson,
Lightning Bolt,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.