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 Jordan and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Kurtis Blow to the rap 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Move,
Mr. Review,
Ronan,
Sparks,
Cal Tjader,
Lightning Bolt,
Kas Product,
OOIOO,
Leonard Cohen,
Isaac Hayes,
Colin Newman,
Cymande,
Fluxion,
John Holt,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Slits,
Loose Ends,
Echospace,
The Evens,
Oblivians,
The Trojans,
Fad Gadget,
The Fall,
Brass Construction,
Peter & Gordon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terry Callier,
Bluetip,
Tubeway Army,
Blossom Toes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
FM Einheit,
Roy Ayers,
Liliput,
Ponytail,
Qualms,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Depeche Mode,
Essential Logic,
The Count Five,
The Cure,
Donald Byrd,
The Durutti Column,
the Normal,
Little Man,
Ken Boothe,
Sister Nancy,
Visage,
Newcleus,
Pagans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Parry Music,
The Techniques,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tears for Fears,
Josef K,
Angry Samoans,
The Vogues,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.