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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Von Mondo to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Brass Construction,
Roxette,
Bang On A Can,
Leonard Cohen,
Ken Boothe,
Ponytail,
H. Thieme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Youth Brigade,
Outsiders,
Godley & Creme,
Con Funk Shun,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Zero Boys,
Joey Negro,
Wings,
48th St. Collective,
Adolescents,
Parry Music,
CMW,
Delon & Dalcan,
Andrew Hill,
Yusef Lateef,
cv313,
Lou Christie,
The Names,
Bobby Sherman,
Wolf Eyes,
Tres Demented,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hasil Adkins,
Siglo XX,
Stereo Dub,
The Fortunes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soulsonic Force,
Aural Exciters,
China Crisis,
The Fuzztones,
Slave,
Kurtis Blow,
Gil Scott Heron,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mo-Dettes,
Scientists,
Cecil Taylor,
The Slackers,
Organ,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kaleidoscope,
Lindisfarne,
Don Cherry,
Joensuu 1685,
Moby Grape,
These Immortal Souls,
D'Angelo,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.