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 Yemen and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Red Krayola to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Scott Walker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Amon Düül II,
Pere Ubu,
Delta 5,
Judy Mowatt,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Grass Roots,
The Monochrome Set,
Cameo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
K-Klass,
The Gories,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Isaac Hayes,
Bobby Sherman,
Can,
Inner City,
The Gap Band,
Robert Wyatt,
The Associates,
Young Marble Giants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lightning Bolt,
Sandy B,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marine Girls,
Connie Case,
The Evens,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crime,
Minutemen,
Johnny Osbourne,
ABC,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Mojo Men,
Adolescents,
Suicide,
Quantec,
Ultravox,
CMW,
The American Breed,
Massinfluence,
Bill Wells,
R.M.O.,
OOIOO,
FM Einheit,
Joey Negro,
Babytalk,
X-101,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Funkadelic,
Monolake,
The Toasters,
Davy DMX,
Animal Collective,
Q65,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.