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 Australia and from New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 harpsichord 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 Wings to the techno 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Yaz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Grey Daturas,
The Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Davy DMX,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Victims,
Camouflage,
a-ha,
Radio Birdman,
Cameo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bill Wells,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Negative Approach,
MDC,
Lakeside,
KRS-One,
Janne Schatter,
Ossler,
The Smoke,
The Cowsills,
Lungfish,
The Wake,
Duran Duran,
Sällskapet,
Aural Exciters,
Dark Day,
The Residents,
Fad Gadget,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Modern Lovers,
Loose Ends,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Normal,
FM Einheit,
Marvin Gaye,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sugar Minott,
Todd Terry,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Kinks,
Gang Green,
Jawbox,
Man Parrish,
The Count Five,
The Skatalites,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Unrelated Segments,
Cecil Taylor,
Crooked Eye,
Iggy Pop,
Vladislav Delay,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.