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 Namibia and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 OOIOO to the funk 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
David Axelrod,
E-Dancer,
Hasil Adkins,
Liliput,
Jeff Lynne,
Juan Atkins,
The Trojans,
Infiniti,
Kaleidoscope,
Supertramp,
Mars,
Amon Düül,
Intrusion,
Bad Manners,
Rufus Thomas,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lightning Bolt,
Massinfluence,
The Last Poets,
Man Eating Sloth,
JFA,
David McCallum,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minnie Riperton,
the Human League,
Schoolly D,
MDC,
FM Einheit,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crime,
Can,
The Litter,
Aloha Tigers,
Man Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Smiths,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marc Almond,
Joe Smooth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Five Americans,
The Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
Pantaleimon,
The Electric Prunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rekid,
Danielle Patucci,
Stetsasonic,
Camberwell Now,
Warsaw,
Girls At Our Best!,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barrington Levy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kevin Saunderson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.