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 Australia and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the techno 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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
The Index,
Rufus Thomas,
Von Mondo,
The Velvet Underground,
New Age Steppers,
MDC,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
cv313,
Monks,
Fugazi,
Stetsasonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Zapp,
Guru Guru,
Bush Tetras,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hasil Adkins,
Lindisfarne,
The Moody Blues,
Kas Product,
Bill Near,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Offenders,
Lou Reed,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kurtis Blow,
Index,
Henry Cow,
Sandy B,
John Cale,
Fela Kuti,
Crispy Ambulance,
Funky Four + One,
Terry Callier,
The Moleskins,
Flamin' Groovies,
DJ Sneak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Young Rascals,
Model 500,
Gang Starr,
Aloha Tigers,
Erasure,
The Birthday Party,
Mark Hollis,
Ornette Coleman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Janne Schatter,
Warsaw,
The Modern Lovers,
FM Einheit,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skriet,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Coltrane,
Wally Richardson,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.