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 Rwanda and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Funky Four + One to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Gong,
Glambeats Corp.,
Warren Ellis,
E-Dancer,
Desert Stars,
Dark Day,
The Modern Lovers,
Tubeway Army,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bizarre Inc.,
Circle Jerks,
Animal Collective,
Laurel Aitken,
B.T. Express,
Eric Dolphy,
Yaz,
Patti Smith,
Ralphi Rosario,
Von Mondo,
Index,
Subhumans,
Chrome,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wings,
Unwound,
Soulsonic Force,
The Happenings,
Brothers Johnson,
Roger Hodgson,
Masters at Work,
Magazine,
Fear,
Boredoms,
One Last Wish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Slackers,
The Misunderstood,
Surgeon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cluster,
Scientists,
Bang On A Can,
Khruangbin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amon Düül,
The Fuzztones,
Susan Cadogan,
Massinfluence,
Wolf Eyes,
Marmalade,
Boz Scaggs,
Morten Harket,
Schoolly D,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Germs,
Deepchord,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.