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 Guinea and from Stockholm.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 the Association to the jazz 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Shuggie Otis,
Harpers Bizarre,
The United States of America,
Pylon,
Eddi Front,
Suburban Knight,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brothers Johnson,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Divine Comedy,
Anthony Braxton,
Faraquet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hardrive,
Prince Buster,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Theoretical Girls,
Livin' Joy,
Deakin,
Goldenarms,
Kaleidoscope,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Graham Central Station,
Swans,
Joy Division,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bootsy Collins,
The Count Five,
The Five Americans,
Sam Rivers,
The Birthday Party,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Velvet Underground,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sound Behaviour,
In Retrospect,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Excepter,
June Days,
The Evens,
Parry Music,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yellowson,
La Düsseldorf,
Erasure,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kurtis Blow,
Janne Schatter,
L. Decosne,
The Neon Judgement,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mission of Burma,
Ornette Coleman,
The Tremeloes,
Alphaville,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.