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 Kyrgyzstan and from Lille.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Philadelphia.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Selecter to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Reed,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobby Womack,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sonic Youth,
Clear Light,
Brick,
Rufus Thomas,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Spoonie Gee,
Fluxion,
The Dirtbombs,
FM Einheit,
The Motions,
Nico,
Niagra,
Liliput,
Cameo,
Siglo XX,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Girls At Our Best!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gang of Four,
Glenn Branca,
Nirvana,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Gun Club,
Fugazi,
Kayak,
Model 500,
Yusef Lateef,
Marine Girls,
Matthew Bourne,
Easy Going,
Scientists,
The Cramps,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mr. Review,
Throbbing Gristle,
Babytalk,
EPMD,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lakeside,
The Monks,
Avey Tare,
Pierre Henry,
Parry Music,
Tommy Roe,
Moss Icon,
Idris Muhammad,
Gabor Szabo,
Mantronix,
Radiopuhelimet,
Masters at Work,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.