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 Uganda and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the theremin 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 Bush Tetras to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Derrick Morgan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Organ,
PIL,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
MDC,
Moss Icon,
Zero Boys,
Scan 7,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Human League,
Main Source,
LL Cool J,
Hasil Adkins,
Unwound,
The Smoke,
Kas Product,
Lightning Bolt,
Roy Ayers,
B.T. Express,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Normal,
the Sonics,
New York Dolls,
Y Pants,
Au Pairs,
Blossom Toes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Flamin' Groovies,
Television,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rod Modell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
These Immortal Souls,
The Remains,
Section 25,
Accadde A,
Visage,
Alton Ellis,
Mr. Review,
Don Cherry,
The Mummies,
Al Stewart,
Nirvana,
Minor Threat,
Stiv Bators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
E-Dancer,
The Gap Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sex Pistols,
Ronnie Foster,
Slave,
The Five Americans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Goldenarms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
This Heat,
Massinfluence,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.