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 France and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 MDC to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Excepter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Stiv Bators,
Youth Brigade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Animal Collective,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Pus,
Idris Muhammad,
Junior Murvin,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Erykah Badu,
The Index,
The Star Department,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sex Pistols,
The Fugs,
X-102,
Negative Approach,
Rosa Yemen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Moon,
Sandy B,
Carl Craig,
Visage,
Quadrant,
The Gun Club,
Hot Snakes,
Procol Harum,
Sixth Finger,
Aloha Tigers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joensuu 1685,
Suburban Knight,
The Red Krayola,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Moebius,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lebanon Hanover,
Minny Pops,
Cluster,
La Düsseldorf,
Charles Mingus,
Jeff Mills,
Cecil Taylor,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alphaville,
Livin' Joy,
Fatback Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joyce Sims,
June of 44,
Scan 7,
Pantaleimon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.