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 Seychelles and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin 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 Banda Bassotti to the techno 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
The Cramps,
Scratch Acid,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Main Source,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Roy Ayers,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Osbourne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radiohead,
the Germs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
X-102,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Stooges,
The Mighty Diamonds,
David Axelrod,
Alison Limerick,
Kevin Saunderson,
Agent Orange,
World's Most,
Second Layer,
Kayak,
Au Pairs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cheater Slicks,
Davy DMX,
Pantaleimon,
The Slits,
Con Funk Shun,
Jandek,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moby Grape,
Dark Day,
Echospace,
Youth Brigade,
Bill Wells,
Visage,
Pantytec,
UT,
Toni Rubio,
Infiniti,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eli Mardock,
the Bar-Kays,
Funky Four + One,
The Five Americans,
Joe Finger,
The Golliwogs,
Scan 7,
Ultravox,
Mars,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.