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 Canada and from Beijing.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 harpsichord 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 Harry Pussy to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Curtis Mayfield,
Von Mondo,
Matthew Halsall,
China Crisis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Patti Smith,
June of 44,
Livin' Joy,
Scan 7,
The Selecter,
Hasil Adkins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra,
The Last Poets,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pierre Henry,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lower 48,
Thompson Twins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Letta Mbulu,
10cc,
Excepter,
Q and Not U,
New Age Steppers,
The Cramps,
The Doors,
Urselle,
Sam Rivers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Techniques,
Basic Channel,
Jeff Lynne,
U.S. Maple,
Peter & Gordon,
Lyres,
Nas,
David McCallum,
Young Marble Giants,
The Trojans,
David Bowie,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Vogues,
The Walker Brothers,
Joe Smooth,
Roy Ayers,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Electric Prunes,
MDC,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
John Foxx,
Wally Richardson,
Mandrill,
The Tremeloes,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.