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 East Timor and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Magma to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Lakeside,
Pylon,
Minutemen,
Shuggie Otis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Supertramp,
The Black Dice,
Hardrive,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lindisfarne,
PIL,
Morten Harket,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wally Richardson,
World's Most,
The United States of America,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Depeche Mode,
The Fall,
Grauzone,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Public Enemy,
The Tremeloes,
Roxy Music,
The Shadows of Knight,
a-ha,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Slave,
Ituana,
James White and The Blacks,
Section 25,
DJ Style,
Joe Smooth,
Sound Behaviour,
Junior Murvin,
Hasil Adkins,
The Evens,
Colin Newman,
Cameo,
Au Pairs,
Susan Cadogan,
The Residents,
Man Eating Sloth,
Quantec,
The Litter,
Ornette Coleman,
Oblivians,
Pierre Henry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Techniques,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dirtbombs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.