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 Japan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum 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 Quando Quango to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Television Personalities,
June of 44,
Ten City,
The Sonics,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tom Boy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Sex Pistols,
The Buckinghams,
Joey Negro,
Gichy Dan,
Japan,
Susan Cadogan,
Liliput,
Bronski Beat,
Hasil Adkins,
Johnny Clarke,
Little Man,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Golliwogs,
New York Dolls,
Adolescents,
kango's stein massive,
the Slits,
Jeff Mills,
Sugar Minott,
Banda Bassotti,
Panda Bear,
Nick Fraelich,
The Human League,
the Swans,
Rhythm & Sound,
MC5,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Heaven 17,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dawn Penn,
the Sonics,
Black Sheep,
Buzzcocks,
Boz Scaggs,
Yusef Lateef,
Wasted Youth,
Lucky Dragons,
Deakin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ohio Players,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Symarip,
Laurel Aitken,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
Desert Stars,
Camouflage,
Rufus Thomas,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minor Threat,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.