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 Singapore and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Adolescents to the rap 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Happenings,
Chris & Cosey,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fluxion,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Five Americans,
Qualms,
The Searchers,
Deepchord,
Sparks,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Style,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Second Layer,
John Coltrane,
Avey Tare,
U.S. Maple,
Index,
The Smiths,
The Blues Magoos,
D'Angelo,
Aaron Thompson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sun City Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick May,
PIL,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soul II Soul,
Newcleus,
Desert Stars,
June Days,
Michelle Simonal,
MC5,
Albert Ayler,
The Black Dice,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
EPMD,
Fela Kuti,
Simply Red,
Peter and Kerry,
Toni Rubio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Duran Duran,
The Vogues,
Rapeman,
John Lydon,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Busters,
Fatback Band,
Brass Construction,
the Human League,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
In Retrospect,
Pantytec,
David McCallum,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.