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 Kiribati and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 David Bowie 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 Ronan to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Electric Prunes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stetsasonic,
The Misunderstood,
Harry Pussy,
Patti Smith,
Guru Guru,
Roxy Music,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gang of Four,
Ohio Players,
Laurel Aitken,
Desert Stars,
Oneida,
Man Parrish,
Mark Hollis,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Dead C,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Surgeon,
The Invisible,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Angels of Light,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ronan,
The Residents,
Magma,
Pole,
Lalann,
Panda Bear,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kenny Larkin,
Bill Near,
Moss Icon,
Little Man,
KRS-One,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Warren Ellis,
John Holt,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lightning Bolt,
Porter Ricks,
Easy Going,
Boz Scaggs,
Amon Düül,
Prince Buster,
Lou Reed,
Glenn Branca,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Slave,
La Düsseldorf,
Robert Hood,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Subhumans,
Alphaville,
kango's stein massive,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.